Zabur 39

For the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Psalm by Dawud.


1I said, I will watch my ways, so that I do not sin with my tongue.

I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me.

2I was mute with silence.

I held my peace, even from good.

My sorrow was stirred.

3My heart was hot within me.

While I meditated, the fire burned:

I spoke with my tongue:

4Allah, show me my end,

What is the measure of my days.

Let me know how frail I am.

5Behold, you have made my days handbreadths.

My lifetime is as nothing before you.

Surely every man stands as a breath.


6Surely every man walks like a shadow.

Surely they busy themselves in vain.

He heaps up, and does not know who shall gather.

7Now, Lord, what do I wait for?

My hope is in you.

8Deliver me from all my transgressions.

Do not make me the reproach of the foolish.

9I was mute.

I did not 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.


12Hear my prayer, Allah, and give ear to my cry.

Do not be silent at my tears.

For I am a stranger with you,

A foreigner, as all my fathers were.

13Oh spare me, that I may recover strength,

Before I go away, and be no more.


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