NAB

For the leader, for Jeduthun. A psalm of David.

I said, “I will watch my ways,
lest I sin with my tongue;
I will keep a muzzle on my mouth.”

Mute and silent before the wicked,
I refrain from good things.
But my sorrow increases;

my heart smolders within me.
In my sighing a fire blazes up,
and I break into speech:

LORD, let me know my end, the number of my days,
that I may learn how frail I am.

To be sure, you establish the expanse of my days;
indeed, my life is as nothing before you.
Every man is but a breath.
Selah

Man goes about as a mere phantom;
they hurry about, although in vain;
he heaps up stores without knowing for whom.

And now, LORD, for what do I wait?
You are my only hope.

From all my sins deliver me;
let me not be the taunt of fools.

I am silent and do not open my mouth
because you are the one who did this.

Take your plague away from me;
I am ravaged by the touch of your hand.

You chastise man with rebukes for sin;
like a moth you consume his treasures.
Every man is but a breath.
Selah

Listen to my prayer, LORD, hear my cry;
do not be deaf to my weeping!
For I am with you like a foreigner,
a refugee, like my ancestors.

Turn your gaze from me, that I may smile
before I depart to be no more.