| King James Bible | Holman Christian Standard 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 choir director, for Jeduthun. A Davidic psalm. I said, "I will guard my ways so that I may not sin with my tongue; I will guard my mouth with a muzzle as long as the wicked are in my presence." |
| 2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred. | 2I was speechless and quiet; I kept silent, even from speaking good, and my pain intensified. |
| 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, a fire burned. 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 LORD, reveal to me the end of my life and the number of my days. Let me know how short-lived I am. |
| 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 short in length, and my life span as nothing in Your sight. Yes, every mortal man is only a vapor. 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. | 6Certainly, man walks about like a mere shadow. Indeed, they frantically rush around in vain, gathering possessions without knowing who will get them. |
| 7And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee. | 7Now, Lord, what do I wait for? 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 taunt of fools. |
| 9I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it. | 9I am speechless; 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 torment from me; I fade away because of 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 a man with punishment for sin, consuming like a moth what is precious to him; every man is only 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, LORD, and listen to my cry for help; do not be silent at my tears. For I am a foreigner residing with You, a temporary resident like all my fathers. |
| 13O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more. | 13Turn Your angry gaze from me so that I may be cheered up before I die and am gone." |
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