Psalm 39

From Scottish Metrical Psalms 1650

Meter: 8,6,8,6

1    I said, I will look to my ways,
       lest with my tongue I sin:
     In sight of wicked men my mouth
       with bridle I'll keep in.
2    With silence I as dumb became,
       I did myself restrain
     From speaking good; but then the more
       increased was my pain.

3    My heart within me waxed hot;
       and, while I musing was,
     The fire did burn; and from my tongue
       these words I did let pass:
4    Mine end, and measure of my days,
       O Lord, unto me show
     What is the same; that I thereby
       my frailty well may know.

5    Lo, thou my days an handbreadth mad'st;
       mine age is in thine eye
     As nothing: sure each man at best
       is wholly vanity.
6    Sure each man walks in a vain show;
       they vex themselves in vain:
     He heaps up wealth, and doth not know
       to whom it shall pertain.

7    And now, O Lord, what wait I for?
       my hope is fix'd on thee.
8    Free me from all my trespasses,
       the fool's scorn make not me.
9    Dumb was I, op'ning not my mouth,
       because this work was thine.
10   Thy stroke take from me; by the blow
       of thine hand I do pine.

11   When with rebukes thou dost correct
       man for iniquity,
     Thou wastes his beauty like a moth:
       sure each man's vanity.
12   Attend my cry, Lord, at my tears
       and pray'rs not silent be:
     I sojourn as my fathers all,
       and stranger am with thee.

13   O spare thou me, that I my strength
       recover may again,
     Before from hence I do depart,
       and here no more remain.

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