Psalms [Praises].
Chapter 39.
I said, “I will watch my ways, so that I don’t sin with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me.” 
I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good. My sorrow was stirred. 
My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned: I spoke with my tongue: 
“Adonai , show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am. 
Behold, you have made my days hand widths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath.” Selah ·contemplation with musical interlude·. 
“Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and does not know who shall gather. 
Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you. 
Deliver me from all my transgressions. Don’t make me the reproach of the foolish. 
I was mute. I didn’t open my mouth, because you did it. 
Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand. 
When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath.” Selah ·contemplation with musical interlude·. 
“Sh'ma ·Hear obey· my prayer, Adonai , and give ear to my cry. Don’t be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were. 
Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go away, and exist no more.”