[1] 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." [2] I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good.    My
sorrow was stirred. [3] My heart was hot within me.    While I meditated,
the fire burned: I spoke with my tongue: [4] "Yahweh, make me to know my
end,	What is the measure of my days.    Let me know how frail I am. [5]
Behold, you have made my days handbreadths.    My lifetime is as nothing
before you. Surely every man stands as a breath." Selah. [6] "Surely every
man walks like a shadow.    Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps
up, and doesn`t know who shall gather. [7] Now, Lord, what do I wait for?  
 My hope is in you. [8] Deliver me from all my transgressions.	  Don`t
make me the reproach of the foolish. [9] I was mute, I didn`t open my
mouth,	  Because you did it. [10] Remove your scourge away from me.	I
am overcome by the blow of your hand. [11] When you rebuke and correct man
for iniquity,	 You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is
but a breath." Selah. [12] "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. [13] 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.