| King James Bible | International Standard Version |
| 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. | 1I told myself, "I will keep watch over my tongue to keep from sinning. I will muzzle my mouth when the wicked are around." |
| 2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred. | 2I was as silent as a mute person; I said nothing, not even something good, and my distress deepened. |
| 3My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue, | 3My heart within me became incensed; as I thought about it, the fire burned. Then I spoke out: |
| 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, let me know how my life ends, and the standard by which you will measure my days, whatever it is! Then I will know how transient 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. | 5Look, you have made my life span fit in your hand; It is nothing compared to yours. Surely every person at their best is a puff of wind. Interlude |
| 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. | 6In fact, people walk around as shadows. Surely, they busy themselves for nothing, heaping up possessions but not knowing who will get them. |
| 7And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee. | 7How long, LORD, will I wait expectantly? I have placed my hope in you. |
| 8Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish. | 8Deliver me from all my transgressions, and do not let fools scorn me." |
| 9I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it. | 9I remain silent; I do not open my mouth, for you are the one who acted. |
| 10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand. | 10Stop scourging me, since I have been crushed by your heavy 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 rebuke by chastening a man with the consequence of iniquities; you destroy what is attractive to him, as one would treat a moth. Indeed, every person is a puff of wind. Interlude |
| 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, pay attention to my cry, and do not ignore my tears. I am an alien in your presence, a stranger just like my ancestors were. |
| 13O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more. | 13Stop looking at me with chastisement, so I can smile again, before I depart and am no more. |
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