Psalms 39

KING JAMES BIBLE	NEW AMERICAN BIBLE
1 I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.	1 For the leader, for Jeduthun. A psalm of David.
2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.	2 I said, "I will watch my ways, lest I sin with my tongue; I will set a curb on my mouth."
3 My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,	3 Dumb and silent before the wicked, I refrained from any speech. But my sorrow increased;
4 LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.	4 my heart smoldered within me. In my thoughts a fire blazed up, and I broke into speech:
5 Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.	5 LORD, let me know my end, the number of my days, that I may learn how frail I am.
6 Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.	6 You have given my days a very short span; my life is as nothing before you. All mortals are but a breath. Selah
7 And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.	7 Mere phantoms, we go our way; mere vapor, our restless pursuits; we heap up stores without knowing for whom.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.	8 And now, Lord, what future do I have? You are my only hope.
9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.	9 From all my sins deliver me; let me not be the taunt of fools.
10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.	10 I was silent and did not open my mouth because you were the one who did this.
11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.	11 Take your plague away from me; I am ravaged by the touch of your hand.
12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.	12 You rebuke our guilt and chasten us; you dissolve all we prize like a cobweb. All mortals are but a breath. Selah
13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.	13 Listen to my prayer, LORD, hear my cry; do not be deaf to my weeping! I sojourn with you like a passing stranger, a guest, like all my ancestors.
	14 Turn your gaze from me, that I may find peace before I depart to be no more.