Psalms, 38
1. (To the choir-master, Idithun. A psalm. Of David.)
2. It was my resolve to live watchfully, and never use my tongue amiss; still, while I was in the presence of sinners, I kept my mouth gagged,
3. dumb and patient, impotent for good. But indignation came back,
4. and my heart burned within me, the fire kindled by my thoughts,
5. so that at last I kept silence no longer.Lord, warn me of my end, and how few my days are; teach me to know my own insufficiency.
6. See how thou hast measured my years with a brief span, how my life is nothing in thy reckoning! Nay, what is any man living but a breath that passes?
7. Truly man walks the world like a shadow; with what vain anxiety he hoards up riches, when he cannot tell who will have the counting of them!
8. What hope then is mine, Lord? In thee alone I trust.
9. Clear me of that manifold guilt which makes me the laughing-stock of fools,
10. tongue-tied and uncomplaining, because I know that my troubles come from thee;
11. spare me this punishment; I faint under thy powerful hand.
12. When thou dost chasten man to punish his sins, gone is all he loved, as if the moth had fretted it away; a breath that passes, and no more.
13. Listen, Lord, to my prayer, let my cry reach thy hearing, and my tears win answer. What am I in thy sight but a passer-by, a wanderer, as all my fathers were?
14. Thy frown relax, give me some breath of comfort, before I go away and am known no more.
