Psalms 39:7-11

⁷And now, what wait I for, Lord? my hope is in thee.

⁸Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the reproach of the foolish.

⁹I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; for thou hast done it.

¹⁰Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.

¹¹When 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.