Mga Awit 39

1Aking sinabi, ako'y magiingat sa aking mga lakad, upang huwag akong magkasala ng aking dila: aking iingatan ang aking dila ng paningkaw, samantalang ang masama ay nasa harap ko. 2Ako'y napipi ng pagtahimik, ako'y tumahimik pati sa mabuti; at ang aking kalungkutan ay lumubha. 3Ang aking puso ay mainit sa loob ko; habang ako'y nagbubulaybulay ay nagalab ang apoy: nang magkagayo'y nagsalita ako ng aking dila: 4Panginoon, ipakilala mo sa akin ang aking wakas, at ang sukat ng aking mga kaarawan, kung ano; ipakilala mo sa akin kung gaano kahina ako. 5Narito, gaya ng mga dangkal ginawa mo ang aking mga kaarawan; at ang aking gulang ay tila wala sa harap mo: tunay na bawa't tao sa kaniyang mainam na kalagayan ay pawang walang kabuluhan. (Selah) 6Tunay na bawa't tao ay lumalakad sa walang kabuluhang lilim: tunay na sila'y nagugulo ng walang kabuluhan: kaniyang ibinubunton ang mga kayamanan, at hindi nalalaman kung sinong nagsisipulot. 7At ngayon, Panginoon, ano pa ang aking hinihintay? Ang aking pagasa ay nasa iyo. 8Iligtas mo ako sa lahat ng aking mga pagsalangsang: huwag mo akong gawing katuyaan ng hangal. 9Ako'y pipi, hindi ko ibinuka ang aking bibig; sapagka't ikaw ang gumawa. 10Iurong mo sa akin ang iyong suntok: ako'y bugbog na sa suntok ng iyong kamay. 11Pagka sa pamamagitan ng mga parusa dahil sa kasamaan ay iyong sinasaway ang tao, iyong sinisira ang kaniyang kagandahan na parang pagsira ng tanga: tunay na bawa't tao ay walang kabuluhan. (Selah) 12Iyong dinggin ang aking dalangin, Oh Panginoon, at pakinggan mo ang aking daing: huwag kang tumahimik sa aking mga luha: sapagka't ako'y taga ibang lupa na kasama mo; nakikipamayan na gaya ng lahat na aking mga magulang. 13Oh tulungan mo ako, upang ako'y magbawing lakas, Bago ako manaw, at mawala.

1I said, “I will watch my ways, so that I don’t sin with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me.” 2I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good. My sorrow was stirred. 3My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned: I spoke with my tongue: 4“Yahweh, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am. 5Behold, you have made my days hand breadths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath.” Selah. 6“Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn’t know who shall gather. 7Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you. 8Deliver me from all my transgressions. Don’t make me the reproach of the foolish. 9I was mute. I didn’t open my mouth, because you did it. 10Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand. 11When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath.” Selah. 12“Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don’t be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were. 13Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go away, and exist no more.”

1Een psalm van David, voor den opperzangmeester, voor Jeduthun. 2Ik zeide: Ik zal mijn wegen bewaren, dat ik niet zondige met mijn tong; ik zal mijn mond met een breidel bewaren, terwijl de goddeloze nog tegenover mij is. 3Ik was verstomd door stilzwijgen, ik zweeg van het goede; maar mijn smart werd verzwaard. 4Mijn hart werd heet in mijn binnenste, een vuur ontbrandde in mijn overdenking; toen sprak ik met mijn tong: 5HEERE! maak mij bekend mijn einde, en welke de mate mijner dagen zij; dat ik wete, hoe vergankelijk ik zij. 6Zie, Gij hebt mijn dagen een handbreed gesteld, en mijn leeftijd is als niets voor U; immers is een ieder mens, hoe vast hij staat, enkel ijdelheid. Sela. 7Immers wandelt de mens als in een beeld, immers woelen zij ijdelijk; men brengt bijeen, en men weet niet, wie het naar zich nemen zal. 8En nu, wat verwacht ik, o HEERE! Mijn hoop, die is op U. 9Verlos mij van al mijn overtredingen; en stel mij niet tot een smaad des dwazen. 10Ik ben verstomd, ik zal mijn mond niet opendoen, want Gij hebt het gedaan. 11Neem Uw plage van op mij weg, ik ben bezweken van de bestrijding Uwer hand. 12Kastijdt Gij iemand met straffingen om de ongerechtigheid, zo doet Gij zijn bevalligheid smelten als een mot; immers is een ieder mens ijdelheid. Sela. 13Hoor, HEERE! mijn gebed, en neem mijn geroep ter ore; zwijg niet tot mijn tranen; want ik ben een vreemdeling bij U, een bijwoner, gelijk al mijn vaders. Wend U van mij af, dat ik mij verkwikke, eer dat ik heenga, en ik niet meer zij.