Psalms [Praises] 39:7-11

⁷Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.

⁸Deliver me from all my transgressions. Don’t make me the reproach of the foolish.

⁹I was mute. I didn’t open my mouth, because you did it.

¹⁰Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.

¹¹When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath.” Selah ·contemplation with musical interlude·.