1 To 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.

<>I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue, <>my ways, <>I will keep my mouth with a bridle

2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.

<>I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good, <>even from good

3 My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,

4 LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.

<>v. 4, <>make me to know mine end, <>the measure of my days

5 Behold, 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.

<>thou hast made my days as an handbreadth, <>mine age is as nothing before thee, <>verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity

6 Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.

<>surely they are disquieted in vain, <>he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them

7 And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.

<>what wait I for?, <>hope

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.

<>Deliver me from all my transgressions, <>transgressions

9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.

<>I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.

10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.

11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.

<>thou … dost correct man

12 Hear 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.

<>Hear my prayer, O LORD, <>give ear unto my cry, <>I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were., <>I am a stranger with thee, <>I am a stranger

13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.