39:1 For the choir director. For Jeduthun. A psalm by David. I said, “I will guard my ways so that I do not sin with my tongue. I will keep a muzzle on my mouth as long as the wicked are confronting me.”
39:2 I said nothing. I kept silent. I did not even say anything good, but my pain became worse.
39:3 Inside me my heart grew hot. As I fretted, the fire burned. So I spoke with my tongue.
39:4 Lord, help me understand my end. What is the limit of my days? Let me know how fleeting I am.
39:5 See, you have cut short my days. My brief time before you is like nothing. Indeed, every person, even at his best, is just a puff of air. Interlude
39:6 A man flickers like a mirage. He really has no more effect than a breeze. He piles things up, never knowing who will get them.
39:7 But now what do I wait for, Lord? My hope is in you.
39:8 Save me from all my rebellious acts. Do not let fools scorn me.
39:9 I said nothing. I did not open my mouth, because you are the one who caused this.
39:10 Stop punching me. By the attack of your hand I am finished.
39:11 By your rebuke against guilt you discipline a man. Like a moth you consume what he desires. Indeed, every person is nothing but a puff of air. Interlude
39:12 Hear my prayer, O Lord. Listen to my cry. Do not ignore my tears, for with you I am an alien, just a visitor, as were all my ancestors.
39:13 Look away from me, so I can smile again before I depart and am no more.
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