391 I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth [1] with a bridle, while the wicked is before me. 2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred. [2] 3 My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue, 4 Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am. 5 Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah. 6 Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7 And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee. 8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish. 9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it. 10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow [3] of thine hand. 11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah. 12 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were. 13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
391 I have said, 'I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep for my mouth a curb, while the wicked 'is' before me.' 2 I was dumb 'with' silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited. 3 Hot 'is' my heart within me, In my meditating doth the fire burn, I have spoken with my tongue. 4 'Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days—what it 'is',' I know how frail I 'am'. 5 Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age 'is' as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity 'is' every man set up. Selah. 6 Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, 'in' vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.
7 And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope—it 'is' of Thee. 8 From all my transgressions deliver me, A reproach of the fool make me not. 9 I have been dumb, I open not my mouth, Because Thou—Thou hast done 'it'. 10 Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed. 11 With reproofs against iniquity, Thou hast corrected man, And dost waste as a moth his desirableness, Only, vanity 'is' every man. Selah. 12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And 'to' my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I 'am' with Thee, A settler like all my fathers. 13 Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
391 To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a muzzle, while the wicked is before me. 2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace from good; and my sorrow was stirred. 3 My heart burned within me; the fire was kindled in my musing: I spoke with my tongue, 4 Make me to know, Jehovah, mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is: I shall know how frail I am. 5 Behold, thou hast made my days [as] hand-breadths, and my lifetime is as nothing before thee; verily, every man, [even] the high placed, is altogether vanity. Selah. 6 Verily, man walketh in a vain show; verily they are disquieted in vain; he heapeth up [riches], and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7 And now, what wait I for, Lord? my hope is in thee. 8 Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the reproach of the foolish. 9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; for thou hast done [it]. 10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand. 11 When thou with rebukes dost correct a man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely, every man is vanity. Selah. 12 Hear my prayer, Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; be not silent at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, a sojourner, like all my fathers. 13 Look away from me, and let me recover strength, before I go hence and be no more.
391 I said, “I will watch my ways, so that I don’t sin with my tongue.
I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me.” 2 I was mute with silence.
I held my peace, even from good.
My sorrow was stirred. 3 My heart was hot within me.
While I meditated, the fire burned:
I spoke with my tongue: 4 “Yahweh, show me my end,
what is the measure of my days.
Let me know how frail I am. 5 Behold, you have made my days handbreadths.
My lifetime is as nothing before you.
Surely every man stands as a breath.” Selah. 6 “Surely every man walks like a shadow.
Surely they busy themselves in vain.
He heaps up, and doesn’t know who shall gather.
7 Now, Lord, what do I wait for?
My hope is in you. 8 Deliver me from all my transgressions.
Don’t make me the reproach of the foolish. 9 I was mute.
I didn’t open my mouth,
because you did it. 10 Remove your scourge away from me.
I am overcome by the blow of your hand. 11 When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity,
You consume his wealth like a moth.
Surely every man is but a breath.” Selah. 12 “Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry.
Don’t be silent at my tears.
For I am a stranger with you,
a foreigner, as all my fathers were. 13 Oh spare me, that I may recover strength,
before I go away, and exist no more.”
