Psalms 39:7-11

⁷(39:8) And now, what shall I wait for, O Lord? my hope is in thee.

⁸(39:9) From all my transgressions deliver thou me: render me not the object of reproach of the worthless.

⁹(39:10) I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou hadst done it.

¹⁰(39:11) Remove thou thy plague away from me: from the blows of thy hand am I consumed.

¹¹(39:12) When thou with corrections chastisest man for iniquity, thou causest his excellence to melt away as if eaten by the moth: yea, nothing but vanity is every man. Selah.