1I said, “I will guard my ways

that I may not sin with my tongue;

I will keep a muzzle on my mouth

as long as the wicked are in my presence.”*

2I was silent and still;

I held my peace to no avail;

my distress grew worse;*

3my heart became hot within me.

While I mused, the fire burned;

then I spoke with my tongue:

4“Lord, let me know my end

and what is the measure of my days;

let me know how fleeting my life is.*

5You have made my days a few handbreadths,

and my lifetime is as nothing in your sight.

Surely everyone stands as a mere breath.   Selah*

6Surely everyone goes about like a shadow.

Surely for nothing they are in turmoil;

they heap up and do not know who will gather.*

7“And now, O Lord, what do I wait for?

My hope is in you.*

8Deliver me from all my transgressions.

Do not make me the scorn of the fool.*

9I am silent; I do not open my mouth,

for it is you who have done it.*

10Remove your stroke from me;

I am worn down by the blowsw of your hand.*

11“You chastise mortals

in punishment for sin,

consuming like a moth what is dear to them;

surely everyone is a mere breath.   Selah*

12“Hear my prayer, O Lord,

and give ear to my cry;

do not hold your peace at my tears.

For I am your passing guest,

an alien, like all my forebears.*

13Turn your gaze away from me, that I may smile again,

before I depart and am no more.”*