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Psalm 39 - 1st Version
ST. MARY | Bible Passage
Melody from Prys's Llyfry Psalmau, 1621
1 I SAID, I will look to my ways,
Lest with my tongue I sin:
In sight of wicked men my mouth
With bridle I'll keep in.
2 With silence I as dumb became,
I did myself restrain
Even from good; but then the more
Increased was my pain.
3 My heart within me waxed hot,
And while I mused long,
A fire within me kindled was;
Then spake I with my tongue.
4 Mine end and measure of my days,
O Lord, unto me show
What is the same; that I thereby
How frail I am may know.
5 LO, thou my days an handbreadth mad'st;
Mine age is nought with thee:
Sure each man in his best estate
Is wholly vanity.
6 Sure each man walks in a vain show;
They vex themselves in vain:
He heaps up wealth, and doth not know
To whom it shall pertain.
7 And now, O Lord, what wait I for?
My hope is fixed on thee.
8 Free me from all my trespasses,
The fool's scorn make not me.
9 Dumb am I, opening not my mouth,
Because this work is thine.
10 O, take thy stroke away from me;
By thy hand's blow I pine.
11 When with rebukes thou dost correct
Man for iniquity,
Like moth thou dost his beauty waste:
Each man is vanity.
12 Regard my cry, Lord, at my tears
And prayers not silent be:
I sojourn as my fathers all,
And stranger am with thee.
13 O spare thou me, that I my strength
Recover may again,
Before that hence I do depart,
And here no more remain.
1 ¬∂ I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.
2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
3 My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,
4 LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
5 Behold, 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.
6 Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7 ¬∂ And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.
12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.