1«To the chief Musician, [even] to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David.» 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. 2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, [even] from good; and my sorrow was stirred. 3My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: [then] spake I with my tongue, 4Lord, let me know mine ende, and the measure of my dayes, what it is: let mee knowe howe long I haue to liue. 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. 6Doubtlesse man walketh in a shadowe, and disquieteth himselfe in vaine: he heapeth vp riches, and cannot tell who shall gather them. 7And now Lord, what wait I for? mine hope is euen 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]. 10Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand. 11When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man [is] vanity. Selah. 12Heare my prayer, O Lord, & hearken vnto my cry: keepe not silence at my teares, for I am a strager with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers. 13O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.