Psalms 39:8-13

⁸From all my transgressions deliver me; make me not the scorn of the fool.

⁹I am dumb, never opening my mouth, for this is your own doing.

¹⁰Remove your stroke from off me: by the might of your hand I am spent.

¹¹When you rebuke someone to punish their sins, you consume, like a moth, what they treasures. Everyone is only a breath. Selah

¹²Hear my prayer, O Lord; attend to my cry for help. Hold not your peace at my tears. For I am but a guest of yours, a stranger visiting, like all my ancestors.

¹³Look away from me, let me smile again, before I die and am gone.