39:1 Unto the end, a psalm for David himself.

39:1 Unto the end, a psalm for David himself.

39:2 I was dumb, and was humbled, and kept silence from good things: and my sorrow was renewed.

39:2 I was dumb, and was humbled, and kept silence from good things: and my sorrow was renewed.

39:3 My heart grew hot within me: and in my meditation a fire shall flame out.

39:3 My heart grew hot within me: and in my meditation a fire shall flame out.

39:4 I spoke with my tongue: O Lord, make me know my end. And what is the number of my days: that I may know what is wanting to me.

39:4 I spoke with my tongue: O Lord, make me know my end. And what is the number of my days: that I may know what is wanting to me.

39:5 Behold thou hast made my days measurable, and my substance is as nothing before thee. And indeed all things are vanity: every man living.

39:5 Behold thou hast made my days measurable, and my substance is as nothing before thee. And indeed all things are vanity: every man living.

39:6 Surely man passeth as an image: yea, and he is disquieted in vain. He storeth up: and he knoweth not for whom he shall gather these things.

39:6 Surely man passeth as an image: yea, and he is disquieted in vain. He storeth up: and he knoweth not for whom he shall gather these things.

39:7 And now what is my hope? is it not the Lord? and my substance is with thee.

39:7 And now what is my hope? is it not the Lord? and my substance is with thee.

39:8 Deliver thou me from all my iniquities: thou hast made me a reproach to the fool.

39:8 Deliver thou me from all my iniquities: thou hast made me a reproach to the fool.

39:9 I was dumb, and I opened not my mouth, because thou hast done it.

39:9 I was dumb, and I opened not my mouth, because thou hast done it.

39:10 Remove thy scourges from me. The strength of thy hand hath made me faint in rebukes:

39:10 Remove thy scourges from me. The strength of thy hand hath made me faint in rebukes:

39:11 Thou hast corrected man for iniquity. And thou hast made his soul to waste away like a spider: surely in vain is any man disquieted.

39:11 Thou hast corrected man for iniquity. And thou hast made his soul to waste away like a spider: surely in vain is any man disquieted.

39:12 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and my supplication: give ear to my tears. Be no silent: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner as all my fathers were.

39:12 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and my supplication: give ear to my tears. Be no silent: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner as all my fathers were.

39:13 O forgive me, that I may be refreshed, before I go hence, and be no more.

39:13 O forgive me, that I may be refreshed, before I go hence, and be no more.