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Psalms 39

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1 I said, "I will be careful about what I do and will not let my tongue make me sin; I will not say anything while evil people are near."
1 I said, “I will watch my ways and keep my tongue from sin; I will put a muzzle on my mouth while in the presence of the wicked.”
2 I kept quiet, not saying a word, not even about anything good! But my suffering only grew worse,
2 So I remained utterly silent, not even saying anything good. But my anguish increased;
3 and I was overcome with anxiety. The more I thought, the more troubled I became; I could not keep from asking:
3 my heart grew hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned; then I spoke with my tongue:
4 "Lord, how long will I live? When will I die? Tell me how soon my life will end."
4 “Show me, LORD, my life’s end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting my life is.
5 How short you have made my life! In your sight my lifetime seems nothing. Indeed every living being is no more than a puff of wind,
5 You have made my days a mere handbreadth; the span of my years is as nothing before you. Everyone is but a breath, even those who seem secure.
6 no more than a shadow. All we do is for nothing; we gather wealth, but don't know who will get it.
6 “Surely everyone goes around like a mere phantom; in vain they rush about, heaping up wealth without knowing whose it will finally be.
7 What, then, can I hope for, Lord? I put my hope in you.
7 “But now, Lord, what do I look for? My hope is in you.
8 Save me from all my sins, and don't let fools make fun of me.
8 Save me from all my transgressions; do not make me the scorn of fools.
9 I will keep quiet, I will not say a word, for you are the one who made me suffer like this.
9 I was silent; I would not open my mouth, for you are the one who has done this.
10 Don't punish me any more! I am about to die from your blows.
10 Remove your scourge from me; I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
11 You punish our sins by your rebukes, and like a moth you destroy what we love. Indeed we are no more than a puff of wind!
11 When you rebuke and discipline anyone for their sin, you consume their wealth like a moth— surely everyone is but a breath.
12 Hear my prayer, Lord, and listen to my cry; come to my aid when I weep. Like all my ancestors I am only your guest for a little while.
12 “Hear my prayer, LORD, listen to my cry for help; do not be deaf to my weeping. I dwell with you as a foreigner, a stranger, as all my ancestors were.
13 Leave me alone so that I may have some happiness before I go away and am no more.
13 Look away from me, that I may enjoy life again before I depart and am no more.”
Scripture taken from the Good News Translation - Second Edition, Copyright 1992 by American Bible Society. Used by Permission.
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