| King James Bible | Berean Study Bible |
| 1To the chief Musician, even to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David. 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. | 1For the choirmaster. For Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said, “I will watch my ways so that I will not sin with my tongue; I will guard my mouth with a muzzle as long as the wicked are present.” |
| 2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred. | 2I was speechless and still; I remained silent, even from speaking good, and my sorrow was stirred. |
| 3My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue, | 3My heart grew hot within me; as I mused, the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue: |
| 4LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am. | 4“Show me, O LORD, my end and the measure of my days. Let me know how fleeting my life is. |
| 5Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah. | 5You, indeed, have made my days as handbreadths, and my lifetime as nothing before You. Truly each man at his best exists as but a breath. Selah |
| 6Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them. | 6Surely every man goes about like a phantom; surely he bustles in vain; he heaps up riches not knowing who will haul them away. |
| 7And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee. | 7And now, O Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in You. |
| 8Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish. | 8Deliver me from all my transgressions; do not make me the reproach of fools. |
| 9I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it. | 9I have become mute; I do not open my mouth because of what You have done. |
| 10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand. | 10Remove Your scourge from me; I am perishing by the force of Your hand. |
| 11When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah. | 11You discipline and correct a man for his iniquity, consuming like a moth what he holds dear; surely each man is but a vapor. Selah |
| 12Hear 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. | 12Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry for help; do not be deaf to my weeping. For I am a foreigner dwelling with You, a stranger like all my fathers. |
| 13O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more. | 13Turn Your gaze away from me, that I may again be cheered before I depart and am no more.” |
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