I was (A)mute and silent;
    I held my peace to no avail,
and my distress grew worse.
    My (B)heart became hot within me.
As I mused, the fire burned;
    then I spoke with my tongue:

“O Lord, (C)make me know my end
    and what is the measure of my days;
    let me know how fleeting I am!

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I was (A)mute [a]and silent,
I [b]refused to say even something good,
And my pain was stirred up.
My (B)heart was hot within me,
While I was musing the fire burned;
Then I spoke with my tongue:
Lord, let me know (C)my end,
And what is the extent of my days;
Let me know how (D)transient I am.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 39:2 Lit with silence
  2. Psalm 39:2 Lit was silent from good