| King James Bible | NET 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 music director, Jeduthun; a psalm of David. I decided, "I will watch what I say and make sure I do not sin with my tongue. I will put a muzzle over my mouth while in the presence of an evil man." |
| 2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred. | 2I was stone silent; I held back the urge to speak. My frustration grew; |
| 3My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue, | 3my anxiety intensified. As I thought about it, I became impatient. Finally I spoke these words: |
| 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"O LORD, help me understand my mortality and the brevity of life! Let me realize how quickly my life will pass! |
| 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 make my days short-lived, and my life span is nothing from your perspective. Surely all people, even those who seem secure, are nothing but vapor. |
| 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 people go through life as mere ghosts. Surely they accumulate worthless wealth without knowing who will eventually haul it away." |
| 7And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee. | 7But now, O Lord, upon what am I relying? You are my only hope! |
| 8Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish. | 8Deliver me from all my sins of rebellion! Do not make me the object of fools' insults! |
| 9I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it. | 9I am silent and cannot open my mouth because of what you have done. |
| 10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand. | 10Please stop wounding me! You have almost beaten me to death! |
| 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 severely discipline people for their sins; like a moth you slowly devour their strength. Surely all people are a mere 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! Listen to my cry for help! Do not ignore my sobbing! For I am dependent on you, like one residing outside his native land; I am at your mercy, just as all my ancestors were. |
| 13O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more. | 13Turn your angry gaze away from me, so I can be happy before I pass away. |
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