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