4 “LORD, make me to know my end And what is the extent of my days; Let me know how transient I am.

5 “Behold, You have made my days as handbreadths, And my lifetime as nothing in Your sight; Surely every man at his best is a mere breath. Selah.

6 “Surely every man walks about as a phantom; Surely they make an uproar for nothing; He amasses riches and does not know who will gather them.

7 “And now, Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in You.

8 “Deliver me from all my transgressions; Make me not the reproach of the foolish.

9 “I have become mute, I do not open my mouth, Because it is You who have done it.

10 “Remove Your plague from me; Because of the opposition of Your hand I am perishing.

11 “With reproofs You chasten a man for iniquity; You consume as a moth what is precious to him; Surely every man is a mere breath. Selah.

12 “Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry; Do not be silent at my tears; For I am a stranger with You, A sojourner like all my fathers.

13 “Turn Your gaze away from me, that I may smile again Before I depart and am no more.”

Psalms 39:4-13, New American Standard 1995. Copyright © 1995 by The Lockman Foundation.
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