1 To the Chief Musician. To Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said, "I will guard my ways, Lest I sin with my tongue; I will restrain my mouth with a muzzle, While the wicked are before me."
2 I was mute with silence, I held my peace [even] from good; And my sorrow was stirred up.
3 My heart was hot within me; While I was musing, the fire burned. [Then] I spoke with my tongue:
4 "LORD, make me to know my end, And what [is] the measure of my days, [That] I may know how frail I [am.]
5 Indeed, You have made my days [as] handbreadths, And my age [is] as nothing before You; Certainly every man at his best state [is] but vapor. Selah
6 Surely every man walks about like a shadow; Surely they busy themselves in vain; He heaps up [riches,] And does not know who will gather them.
7 "And now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope [is] in You.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions; Do not make me the reproach of the foolish.
9 I was mute, I did not open my mouth, Because it was You who did [it.]
10 Remove Your plague from me; I am consumed by the blow of Your hand.
11 When with rebukes You correct man for iniquity, You make his beauty melt away like a moth; Surely every man [is] vapor. Selah
12 "Hear my prayer, O LORD, And give ear to my cry; Do not be silent at my tears; For I [am] a stranger with You, A sojourner, as all my fathers [were.]
13 Remove Your gaze from me, that I may regain strength, Before I go away and am no more."
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