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  <subtitle>Psalm chapter 39</subtitle>
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      	<title>Psalm chapter 39</title>
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				I said, "I will watch my ways, so that I don`t sin with my       tongue.    I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me."
				I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good.    My sorrow was stirred.
				My heart was hot within me.    While I meditated, the fire burned: I spoke with my tongue:
				"Yahweh, make me to know my end,    What is the measure of my days.    Let me know how frail I am.
				Behold, you have made my days handbreadths.    My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath." Selah.
				"Surely every man walks like a shadow.    Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn`t know who shall gather.
				Now, Lord, what do I wait for?    My hope is in you.
				Deliver me from all my transgressions.    Don`t make me the reproach of the foolish.
				I was mute, I didn`t open my mouth,    Because you did it.
				Remove your scourge away from me.    I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
				When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity,    You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath." Selah.
				"Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry.    Don`t be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you,    A sojourner, as all my fathers were.
				Oh spare me, that I may recover strength,    Before I go away, and be no more."      Psalm 40  For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.
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