I said, "I will aguard my ways That I bmay not sin with my tongue; I will guard cmy mouth as with a muzzle While the wicked are in my presence."
I was amute and silent, I refrained even from good, And my sorrow grew worse.
My aheart was hot within me, While I was musing the fire burned; Then I spoke with my tongue:
"Lord, make me to know amy end And what is the extent of my days; Let me know how btransient I am.
"Behold, You have made amy days as handbreadths, And my blifetime as nothing in Your sight; Surely every man at his best is a mere cbreath. Selah.
"Surely every man awalks about as a phantom; Surely they make an buproar for nothing; He camasses riches and does not know who will gather them.
"And now, Lord, for what do I wait? My ahope is in You.
"aDeliver me from all my transgressions; Make me not the breproach of the foolish.
"I have become amute, I do not open my mouth, Because it is bYou who have done it.
"aRemove Your plague from me; Because of bthe opposition of Your hand I am perishing.
"With areproofs You chasten a man for iniquity; You bconsume as a moth what is precious to him; Surely cevery man is a mere breath. Selah.
"aHear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry; Do not be silent bat my tears; For I am ca stranger with You, A dsojourner like all my fathers.
"aTurn Your gaze away from me, that I may smile again Before I depart and am no more."