Psalms 39

NEW AMERICAN BIBLE	KING JAMES BIBLE
1 For the leader, for Jeduthun. A psalm of David.	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.
2 I said, "I will watch my ways, lest I sin with my tongue; I will set a curb on my mouth."	2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
3 Dumb and silent before the wicked, I refrained from any speech. But my sorrow increased;	3 My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,
4 my heart smoldered within me. In my thoughts a fire blazed up, and I broke into speech:	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.
5 LORD, let me know my end, the number of my days, that I may learn how frail I am.	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.
6 You have given my days a very short span; my life is as nothing before you. All mortals are but a breath. Selah	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.
7 Mere phantoms, we go our way; mere vapor, our restless pursuits; we heap up stores without knowing for whom.	7 And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.
8 And now, Lord, what future do I have? You are my only hope.	8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9 From all my sins deliver me; let me not be the taunt of fools.	9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
10 I was silent and did not open my mouth because you were the one who did this.	10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
11 Take your plague away from me; I am ravaged by the touch of your hand.	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.
12 You rebuke our guilt and chasten us; you dissolve all we prize like a cobweb. All mortals are but a breath. Selah	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.
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.	13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
14 Turn your gaze from me, that I may find peace before I depart to be no more.