1To the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Melody of David. 2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, afar from happiness, But, my pain had been stirred: 3Hot was my heart within me, While I was musing, there was kindled a fire, I spake with my tongue! 4Let me know, O Yahweh, mine end, And the measure of my days—what it is, I would know how short-lived I am. 5Lo! as hand-breadths, hast thou granted my days, and my life-time, is as nothing before thee,—Surely, a mere breath, are all men, [even] such as stand firm. *[*Selah.*]* 6Surely as a shadow, doth every man wander, Surely in vain, do they bustle about, he heapeth things up, and knoweth not who shall gather them in. 7 Now, therefore, for what have I waited, O My Lord? My hope, is, in thee. 8From all my transgressions, rescue thou me,—The reproach of the base, oh do not make me! 9I am dumb, I cannot open my mouth, for, thou, hast done it. 10Remove from off me thy stroke, Because of the hostility of thy hand, am, I, consumed. 11When, by rebukes for iniquity, thou hast corrected a man, Then hast thou consumed, as a moth, all that was delightful within him, Surely, a breath, are all men. *[*Selah.*]* 12Hear my prayer, O Yahweh, And, unto my cry for help, give ear, At my tears, do not be silent,—For, a sojourner, am, I, with thee, A stranger, like all my fathers. 13Look away from me that I may brighten up, Ere yet I depart and am no more.