1I said, “I will watch all my ways, and keep my tongue from sin;
I’ll put a muzzle on my mouth while with such wicked men.”
2But while I silent was and still, not even speaking good;
The anguish in my soul increased, though try as best I could.
3My heart grew hotter within me, as, thinking one by one
of all my troubles, the fire burned; then I spoke with my tongue:
4“Show me, O Lord, what is my life, the number of my days;
Make me to know how fast it flies; how fleeting are my days.
5For You have made life but a breath; my days but a short span;
My years as nothing before You, a mere breath is each man.
6And phantom-like we go about, we scurry all in vain;
We heap up wealth, yet know not who will end up with our gain.
7But now, Lord, what do I look for? My only hope’s in You.
8Save me from my transgressions, and the scorn of fools subdue.
9I’m silent, and keep my mouth closed, for You all this have done.
10Remove Your scourge from me, for by Your hand I’m overcome.
11For You rebuke and discipline all men for all their sin;
And You consume our wealth – it flies, like moths before the wind.
12O hear my prayer, Lord, listen, as for help to You I cry;
Don’t be deaf to my weeping – like a foreigner am I.
I’m like a stranger to You, as my fathers were before;
13Turn Your gaze from me; let me smile, before I am no more.”