Psalms 39:7-13

7Everyone goes about as a mere phantom. Surely they are making an uproar in vain, heaping up stuff— yet not knowing who will gather it.

8And now, my Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in You.

9Deliver me from all my transgressions. Do not make me the scorn of a fool.

10I am speechless, not opening my mouth —for You have done it.

11Remove Your scourge from me. I perish by the blow of Your hand.

12With rebukes You chasten one for iniquity and You consume like a moth what he finds pleasure in. Surely all humanity is but a vapor. Selah

13Hear my prayer, Adonai, and listen to my cry— do not keep silent at my tears. For with You I am an outsider, a sojourner, as all my fathers were.