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Salmi תהילים (Tehillim) 39


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Miqra 'al pi ha-MesorahRevised Standard Version Catholic Edition
1 לַמְנַצֵּחַ לידיתון לִֽידוּתוּןמִזְמוֹר לְדָוִֽד׃1 To the choirmaster: to Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said, "I will guard my ways, that I may not sin with my tongue; I will bridle my mouth, so long as the wicked are in my presence."
2 אָמַרְתִּי אֶשְׁמְרָה דְרָכַי מֵחֲטוֹא בִלְשׁוֹנִיאֶשְׁמְרָה לְפִי מַחְסוֹםבְּעֹד רָשָׁע לְנֶגְדִּֽי׃2 I was dumb and silent, I held my peace to no avail; my distress grew worse,
3 נֶאֱלַמְתִּי דוּמִיָּה הֶחֱשֵׁיתִי מִטּוֹבוּכְאֵבִי נֶעְכָּֽר׃3 my heart became hot within me. As I mused, the fire burned; then I spoke with my tongue:
4 חַם־לִבִּי ׀ בְּקִרְבִּיבַּהֲגִיגִי תִבְעַר־אֵשׁדִּבַּרְתִּי בִּלְשׁוֹנִֽי׃4 "LORD, let me know my end, and what is the measure of my days; let me know how fleeting my life is!
5 הוֹדִיעֵנִי יְהֹוָה ׀ קִצִּיוּמִדַּת יָמַי מַה־הִיאאֵדְעָה מֶֽה־חָדֵל אָֽנִי׃5 Behold, thou hast made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing in thy sight. Surely every man stands as a mere breath! [Selah]
6 הִנֵּה טְפָחוֹת ׀ נָתַתָּה יָמַיוְחֶלְדִּי כְאַיִן נֶגְדֶּךָאַךְ כׇּֽל־הֶבֶל כׇּל־אָדָם נִצָּב סֶֽלָה׃6 Surely man goes about as a shadow! Surely for nought are they in turmoil; man heaps up, and knows not who will gather!
7 אַךְ־בְּצֶלֶם ׀ יִֽתְהַלֶּךְ־אִישׁאַךְ־הֶבֶל יֶהֱמָיוּןיִצְבֹּר וְֽלֹא־יֵדַע מִֽי־אֹסְפָֽם׃7 "And now, Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in thee.
8 וְעַתָּה מַה־קִּוִּיתִי אֲדֹנָיתּוֹחַלְתִּי לְךָ הִֽיא׃8 Deliver me from all my transgressions. Make me not the scorn of the fool!
9 מִכׇּל־פְּשָׁעַי הַצִּילֵנִיחֶרְפַּת נָבָל אַל־תְּשִׂימֵֽנִי׃9 I am dumb, I do not open my mouth; for it is thou who hast done it.
10 נֶאֱלַמְתִּי לֹא אֶפְתַּח־פִּיכִּי אַתָּה עָשִֽׂיתָ׃10 Remove thy stroke from me; I am spent by the blows of thy hand.
11 הָסֵר מֵעָלַי נִגְעֶךָמִתִּגְרַת יָדְךָ אֲנִי כָלִֽיתִי׃11 When thou dost chasten man with rebukes for sin, thou dost consume like a moth what is dear to him; surely every man is a mere breath! [Selah]
12 בְּֽתוֹכָחוֹת עַל־עָוֺן ׀ יִסַּרְתָּ אִישׁוַתֶּמֶס כָּעָשׁ חֲמוּדוֹאַךְ הֶבֶל כׇּל־אָדָם סֶֽלָה׃12 "Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears! For I am thy passing guest, a sojourner, like all my fathers.
13 שִׁמְעָֽה תְפִלָּתִי ׀ יְהֹוָה וְשַׁוְעָתִי ׀ הַאֲזִינָהאֶֽל־דִּמְעָתִי אַֽל־תֶּחֱרַשׁכִּי גֵר אָנֹכִי עִמָּךְתּוֹשָׁב כְּכׇל־אֲבוֹתָֽי׃13 Look away from me, that I may know gladness, before I depart and be no more!"
14 הָשַׁע מִמֶּנִּי וְאַבְלִיגָהבְּטֶרֶם אֵלֵךְ וְאֵינֶֽנִּי׃