Psalms 39:4-13

⁴(39-5) 'LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; let me know how short-lived I am.

⁵(39-6) Behold, Thou hast made my days as hand-breadths; and mine age is as nothing before Thee; surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. Selah

⁶(39-7) Surely man walketh as a mere semblance; surely for vanity they are in turmoil; he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.

⁷(39-8) And now, Lord, what wait I for? My hope, it is in Thee.

⁸(39-9) Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the reproach of the base.

⁹(39-10) I am dumb, I open not my mouth; because Thou hast done it.

¹⁰(39-11) Remove Thy stroke from off me; I am consumed by the blow of Thy hand.

¹¹(39-12) With rebukes dost Thou chasten man for iniquity, and like a moth Thou makest his beauty to consume away; surely every man is vanity. Selah

¹²(39-13) Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; keep not silence at my tears; for I am a stranger with Thee, a sojourner, as all my fathers were.

¹³(39-14) Look away from me, that I may take comfort, before I go hence, and be no more.'