Psalms 39

DOUAI-RHEIMS	NEW JERUSALEM
1 Unto the end, for Idithun himself, a canticle of David.	1 [For the choirmaster For Jeduthun Psalm Of David] I said, 'I wil watch how I behave so that I do notsin by my tongue. I will keep a muzzle on my mouth as long as any sinner is near.'
2 I said: I will take heed to my ways : that I sin not with my tongue. I have set guard to my mouth, when the sinner stood against me.	2 I stayed dumb, silent, speechless, but the sinner's prosperity redoubled my torment.
3 I was dumb, and was humbled, and kept silence from good things : and my sorrow was renewed.	3 My heart had been smouldering within me, but at the thought of this it flared up and the words camebursting out,
4 My heart grew hot within me : and in my meditation a fire shall flame out.	4 'Yahweh, let me know my fate, how much longer I have to live. Show me just how frail I am.
5 I spoke with my tongue : O Lord, make me know my end. And what is the number of my days : that I may know what is wanting to me.	5 'Look, you have given me but a hand's breadth or two of life, the length of my life is as nothing to you.Every human being that stands on earth is a mere puff of wind,
6 Behold thou hast made my days measurable : and my substance is as nothing before thee. And indeed all things are vanity : every man living.	6 every human being that walks only a shadow; a mere puff of wind is the wealth stored away -- noknowing who wil profit from it.'
7 Surely man passeth as an image : yea, and he is disquieted in vain. He storeth up : and he knoweth not for whom he shall gather these things.	7 So now, Lord, what am I to hope for? My hope is in you.
8 And now what is my hope? is it not the Lord? and my substance is with thee.	8 Save me from al my sins, do not make me the butt of fools.
9 Deliver thou me from all my iniquities : thou hast made me a reproach to the fool.	9 I keep silence, I speak no more since you yourself have been at work.
10 I was dumb, and I opened not my mouth, because thou hast done it.	10 Take your scourge away from me. I am worn out by the blows you deal me.
11 Remove thy scourges from me. The strength of thy hand hath made me faint in rebukes:	11 You correct human beings by punishing sin, like a moth you eat away all their desires -- a humanbeing is a mere puff of wind.
12 thou hast corrected man for iniquity. And thou hast made his soul to waste away like a spider : surely in vain is any man disquieted.	12 Yahweh, hear my prayer, listen to my cry for help, do not remain deaf to my weeping. For I am astranger in your house, a nomad like al my ancestors.
13 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and my supplication : give ear to my tears. Be not silent : for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner as all my fathers were.	13 Turn away your gaze that I may breathe freely before I depart and am no more!
14 O forgive me, that I may be refreshed, before I go hence, and be no more.