The Book of Psalms

[To the chief musician, to Jeduthun. A Psalm of David.] I said, I will keep my ways from sinning with my tongue; I will keep my mouth with a muzzle while the wicked [are] before me.

I became dumb, keeping still; from good I was silent, and my pain was stirred.

My heart was hot within me; while the fire burned I was meditating; I spoke with my tongue:

O Jehovah, make me to know my end and the limit of my days, what it [is]. Let me know how lacking I [am].

Behold, [like] a handbreadth You gave my days, even my life was non-existence before [You];

surely every man walks about in shadow; surely they are in an uproar in vain; he heaps up and does not know who [is] gathering them.

And now what do I await, Lord? My hope [is] in You.

Deliver me from all my transgressions; do not set me forth [as] the reproach of the fool.

I was dumb; I did not open my mouth, because You had done [it].

Remove Your stroke from me; I am consumed by the blow of Your hand.

You correct a man with rebukes over perversity; and as a moth You consume what he desires. Surely every man [is] vanity. Selah.

Look away from me and I will be cheerful before I go away and be no more.