Psalms 39:1-10 ▼

1 To the chiefe musition Ieduthun, a psalme of Dauid. I sayde to my selfe I wyll take heede to my wayes, that I offende not in my tongue: I wyll kepe my mouth as it were with a brydell, whylest the vngodly is in my syght.

2 I became dumbe through scilence, I helde my peace from speakyng of good wordes: but the more was my sorowe increased.

3 My heart was hotte within me, and whyle I was thus musyng the fire kyndled: and at the last I spake with my tongue.

4 O God make me to knowe mine ende, and the number of my dayes: that I may be certified howe long I haue to lyue.

5 Behold thou hast made my dayes as it were an hand breadth long, & mine age is euen as nothing before thee: truely euery man is al together vanitie. Selah.

6 Truely man walketh in a vayne shadowe, truely he and all his do disquiet them selues in vayne: he heapeth vp riches, & can not tel who shal vse them.

7 And nowe Lord what wayte I after? truely my hope is euen in thee.

8 Delyuer me from all my offences: and make me not a rebuke vnto the foolishe.

9 I became dumbe, and opened not my mouth: for it was thy doyng.

10 Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.