| 39:6 | bbe | Truly, every man goes on his way like an image; he is troubled for no purpose: he makes a great store of wealth, and has no knowledge of who will get it. |
| 39:8 | bbe | Make me free from all my sins; do not let me be shamed by the man of evil behaviour. |
| 39:5 | bbe | You have made my days no longer than a hand's measure; and my years are nothing in your eyes; truly, every man is but a breath. (Selah.) |
| 39:9 | bbe | I was quiet, and kept my mouth shut; because you had done it. |
| 39:7 | bbe | And now, Lord, what am I waiting for? my hope is in you. |
| 39:11 | bbe | By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah.) |
| 39:4 | bbe | Lord, give me knowledge of my end, and of the measure of my days, so that I may see how feeble I am. |
| 39:1 | bbe | <To the chief music-maker. Of Jeduthun. A Psalm. Of David.> I said, I will give attention to my ways, so that my tongue may do no wrong; I will keep my mouth under control, while the sinner is before me. |
| 39:13 | bbe | Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing. |
| 39:2 | bbe | I made no sound, I said no word, even of good; and I was moved with sorrow. |
| 39:3 | bbe | My heart was burning in my breast; while I was deep in thought the fire was lighted; then I said with my tongue, |
| 39:10 | bbe | No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand. |
| 39:12 | bbe | Let my prayer come to your ears, O Lord, and give attention to my cry, make an answer to my weeping: for my time here is short before you, and in a little time I will be gone, like all my fathers. |
