Psalm
To the director of Je·duʹthun.*+ A melody of David.
39 I said: “I will guard my ways+
To keep from sinning with my tongue.+
I will set a muzzle as a guard to my own mouth,+
As long as anyone wicked is in front of me.”+
2 I became speechless with silence;+
I kept quiet from what is good,+
And my being pained was ostracized.
4 “Cause me, O Jehovah, to know my end,+
And the measure of my days—what it is,+
That I may know how transient I am.+
5 Look! You have made my days just a few;*+
And my life’s duration is as nothing in front of you.+
Surely every earthling man,* though standing firm, is nothing but an exhalation.+ Seʹlah.
6 Surely in a semblance man* walks about.+
Surely they are boisterous in vain.+
One piles up things and does not know who will be gathering them.+
11 By reproofs against error you have corrected man,*+
And you consume his desirable things just as a moth+ does.