Passage: Psalms 39, 41 (RSV)

Psalms 39

To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David.

1I said, "I will guard my ways, that I may not sin with my tongue; I will bridle my mouth, so long as the wicked are in my presence."
2I was dumb and silent, I held my peace to no avail; my distress grew worse,
3my heart became hot within me. As I mused, the fire burned; then I spoke with my tongue:
4"LORD, let me know my end, and what is the measure of my days; let me know how fleeting my life is!
5Behold, thou hast made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing in thy sight. Surely every man stands as a mere breath! [Selah]
6Surely man goes about as a shadow! Surely for nought are they in turmoil; man heaps up, and knows not who will gather!
7"And now, Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in thee.
8Deliver me from all my transgressions. Make me not the scorn of the fool!
9I am dumb, I do not open my mouth; for it is thou who hast done it.
10Remove thy stroke from me; I am spent by the blows of thy hand.
11When thou dost chasten man with rebukes for sin, thou dost consume like a moth what is dear to him; surely every man is a mere breath! [Selah]
12"Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears! For I am thy passing guest, a sojourner, like all my fathers.
13Look away from me, that I may know gladness, before I depart and be no more!"

Psalms 41

To the choirmaster. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah.

1Blessed is he who considers the poor! The LORD delivers him in the day of trouble;
2the LORD protects him and keeps him alive; he is called blessed in the land; thou dost not give him up to the will of his enemies.
3The LORD sustains him on his sickbed; in his illness thou healest all his infirmities.
4As for me, I said, "O LORD, be gracious to me; heal me, for I have sinned against thee!"
5My enemies say of me in malice: "When will he die, and his name perish?"
6And when one comes to see me, he utters empty words, while his heart gathers mischief; when he goes out, he tells it abroad.
7All who hate me whisper together about me; they imagine the worst for me.
8They say, "A deadly thing has fastened upon him; he will not rise again from where he lies."
9Even my bosom friend in whom I trusted, who ate of my bread, has lifted his heel against me.
10But do thou, O LORD, be gracious to me, and raise me up, that I may requite them!
11By this I know that thou art pleased with me, in that my enemy has not triumphed over me.
12But thou hast upheld me because of my integrity, and set me in thy presence for ever.
13Blessed be the LORD, the God of Israel, from everlasting to everlasting! Amen and Amen.

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