The Bible in Basic English BBE
Good News Translation GNT
1 <To the chief music-maker. Of Jeduthun. A Psalm. Of David.> I said, I will give attention to my ways, so that my tongue may do no wrong; I will keep my mouth under control, while the sinner is before me.
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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."
2 I made no sound, I said no word, even of good; and I was moved with sorrow.
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I kept quiet, not saying a word, not even about anything good! But my suffering only grew worse,
3 My heart was burning in my breast; while I was deep in thought the fire was lighted; then I said with my tongue,
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and I was overcome with anxiety. The more I thought, the more troubled I became; I could not keep from asking:
4 Lord, give me knowledge of my end, and of the measure of my days, so that I may see how feeble I am.
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"Lord, how long will I live? When will I die? Tell me how soon my life will end."
5 You have made my days no longer than a hand's measure; and my years are nothing in your eyes; truly, every man is but a breath. (Selah.)
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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,
6 Truly, every man goes on his way like an image; he is troubled for no purpose: he makes a great store of wealth, and has no knowledge of who will get it.
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no more than a shadow. All we do is for nothing; we gather wealth, but don't know who will get it.
7 And now, Lord, what am I waiting for? my hope is in you.
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What, then, can I hope for, Lord? I put my hope in you.
8 Make me free from all my sins; do not let me be shamed by the man of evil behaviour.
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Save me from all my sins, and don't let fools make fun of me.
9 I was quiet, and kept my mouth shut; because you had done it.
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I will keep quiet, I will not say a word, for you are the one who made me suffer like this.
10 No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
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Don't punish me any more! I am about to die from your blows.
11 By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah.)
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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!
12 Let my prayer come to your ears, O Lord, and give attention to my cry, make an answer to my weeping: for my time here is short before you, and in a little time I will be gone, like all my fathers.
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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.
13 Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing.
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Leave me alone so that I may have some happiness before I go away and am no more.
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Scripture taken from the Good News Translation - Second Edition, Copyright 1992 by American Bible Society. Used by Permission.