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39.14
PSALMS

And they that seek my hurt speak crafty devices,
And utter deceits all the day.
14But I am as a deaf man, I hear not;
And I am as a dumb man that openeth not his mouth.
15Yea, I am become as a man that heareth not,
And in whose mouth are no arguments.
 
16For in Thee, O Lord, do I hope;
Thou wilt answer, O Lord my God.
17For I said: 'Lest they rejoice over me;
When my foot slippeth, they magnify themselves against me.'
18For I am ready to halt,
And my pain is continually before me.
19For I do declare mine iniquity;
I am full of care because of my sin.
20But mine enemies are strong in health;
And they that hate me wrongfully are multiplied. 21They also that repay evil for good
Are adversaries unto me, because I follow the thing that is good.
22Forsake me not, O Lord;
O my God, be not far from me.
23Make haste to help me,
O Lord, my salvation.


39 For the Leader, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David.


2I said: 'I will take heed to my ways,
That I sin not with my tongue;
I will keep a curb upon my mouth,
While the wicked is before me.'
3I was dumb with silence; I held my peace, had no comfort;
And my pain was held in check.
4My heart waxed hot within me;
While I was musing, the fire kindled;
Then spoke I with my tongue:
 
5'Lord, make me to know mine end,
And the measure of my days, what it is;
Let me know how short-lived I am.
6Behold, Thou hast made my days as hand-breadths;
And mine age is as nothing before Thee;
Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. Selah
7Surely man walketh as a mere semblance;
Surely for vanity they are in turmoil;
He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
 
8And now, Lord, what wait I for?
My hope, it is in Thee.
9Deliver me from all my transgressions;
Make me not the reproach of the base.
10I am dumb, I open not my mouth;
Because Thou hast done it.
11Remove Thy stroke from off me;
I am consumed by the blow of Thy hand.
12With rebukes dost Thou chasten man for iniquity,
And like a moth Thou makest his beauty to consume away;
Surely every man is vanity. Selah
 
13Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear unto my cry;
Keep not silence at my tears;
For I am a stranger with Thee,
A sojourner, as all my fathers were.
14Look away from me, that I may take comfort,
Before I go hence, and be no more.'

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