Psalms 39:2-9

2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.1

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

4Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.2

5Behold, 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.3

6Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.4

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

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

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