स्तोत्र ग्रन्थ 39

1Unto the end, for Idithun himself, a canticle of David.

2I said: I will take heed to my ways: that I sin not with my tongue. I have set guard to my mouth, when the sinner stood against me.

3I was dumb, and was humbled, and kept silence from good things: and my sorrow was renewed.

4My heart grew hot within me: and in my meditation a fire shall flame out.

5I spoke with my tongue: O Lord, make me know my end. And what is the number of my days: that I may know what is wanting to me.

6Behold thou hast made my days measurable: and my substance is as nothing before thee. And indeed all things are vanity: every man living.

7Surely man passeth as an image: yea, and he is disquieted in vain. He storeth up: and he knoweth not for whom he shall gather these things.

8And now what is my hope? is it not the Lord? and my substance is with thee.

9Deliver thou me from all my iniquities: thou hast made me a reproach to the fool.

10I was dumb, and I opened not my mouth, because thou hast done it.

11Remove thy scourges from me. The strength of thy hand hath made me faint in rebukes:

12Thou hast corrected man for iniquity. And thou hast made his soul to waste away like a spider: surely in vain is any man disquieted.

13Hear my prayer, O Lord, and my supplication: give ear to my tears. Be not silent: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner as all my fathers were.

14O forgive me, that I may be refreshed, before I go hence, and be no more.

1In finem, ipsi Idithun. Canticum David.

2[Dixi: Custodiam vias meas: ut non delinquam in lingua mea. Posui ori meo custodiam, cum consisteret peccator adversum me.

3Obmutui, et humiliatus sum, et silui a bonis; et dolor meus renovatus est.

4Concaluit cor meum intra me; et in meditatione mea exardescet ignis.

5Locutus sum in lingua mea: Notum fac mihi, Domine, finem meum, et numerum dierum meorum quis est, ut sciam quid desit mihi.

6Ecce mensurabiles posuisti dies meos, et substantia mea tamquam nihilum ante te. Verumtamen universa vanitas, omnis homo vivens.

7Verumtamen in imagine pertransit homo; sed et frustra conturbatur: thesaurizat, et ignorat cui congregabit ea.

8Et nunc quæ est exspectatio mea: nonne Dominus? et substantia mea apud te est.

9Ab omnibus iniquitatibus meis erue me: opprobrium insipienti dedisti me.

10Obmutui, et non aperui os meum, quoniam tu fecisti;

11amove a me plagas tuas.

12A fortitudine manus tuæ ego defeci in increpationibus: propter iniquitatem corripuisti hominem. Et tabescere fecisti sicut araneam animam ejus: verumtamen vane conturbatur omnis homo.

13Exaudi orationem meam, Domine, et deprecationem meam; auribus percipe lacrimas meas. Ne sileas, quoniam advena ego sum apud te, et peregrinus sicut omnes patres mei.

14Remitte mihi, ut refrigerer priusquam abeam et amplius non ero.]

1Unto the end. For Jeduthun himself. A Canticle of David.

2I said, “I will keep to my ways, so that I will not offend with my tongue.” I posted a guard at my mouth, when a sinner took up a position against me.

3I was silenced and humbled, and I was quiet before good things, and my sorrow was renewed.

4My heart grew hot within me, and, during my meditation, a fire would flare up.

5I spoke with my tongue, “O Lord, make me know my end, and what the number of my days will be, so that I may know what is lacking to me.”

6Behold, you have made my days measurable, and, before you, my substance is as nothing. Yet truly, all things are vanity: every living man.

7So then, truly man passes by like an image; even so, he is disquieted in vain. He stores up, and he knows not for whom he will gather these things.

8And now, what is it that awaits me? Is it not the Lord? And my substance is with you.

9Rescue me from all my iniquities. You have handed me over as a reproach to the foolish.

10I was silenced, and I did not open my mouth, because it was you who acted.

11Remove your scourges from me.

12I fall short at corrections from the strength of your hand. For you have chastised man for iniquity. And you have made his soul shrink away like a spider. Nevertheless, it is in vain that any man be disquieted.

13O Lord, heed my prayer and my supplication. Pay attention to my tears. Do not be silent. For I am a newcomer with you, and a sojourner, just as all my fathers were.

14Forgive me, so that I may be refreshed, before I will go forth and be no more.