| 1 ¶ To the chief Musician, even to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David. I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth1 with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.
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| 2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.2
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| 3 My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,
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| 4 LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how3 frail I am.
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| 5 Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at4 his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
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| 6 Surely every man walketh in a vain5 shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
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| 7 ¶ And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.
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| 8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
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| 9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
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| 10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow6 of thine hand.
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| 11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his7 beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.
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| 12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
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| 13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
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