Psalms 39
13 verses
Psalm 39 is a meditation reflecting on human mortality and the vanity of human striving amid awareness of brevity, exemplifying the theological concerns of Book 2. The psalmist employs vivid imagery and direct address to God, establishing the intimate dialogue between worshiper and the divine that characterizes the psalmic tradition. The theological assertions center on God's character as both judge and redeemer, creating a comprehensive vision of divine justice and mercy integrated with human experience. The psalm reflects on both personal circumstance and communal identity, suggesting that individual faith finds validation through shared experience with the covenant community. The liturgical context indicates this psalm's function in worship where personal piety integrates with communal celebration of God's acts and attributes. The concluding movement typically affirms confidence in God's faithfulness, exemplifying the psalmic pattern of transformation through prayer and remembrance of divine acts throughout history.
VERSES IN THIS CHAPTER
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.
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2
I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
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3
My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,
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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.
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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.
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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.
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7
And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.
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8
Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
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9
I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
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10
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
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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.
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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.
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13
O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
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