Psalm 38:9–14

8 Save me from all my transgressions;

do not make me the scorn of fools.

9 I was silent; I would not open my mouth,

for you are the one who has done this.

10 Remove your scourge from me;

I am overcome by the blow of your hand.

11 When you rebuke and discipline anyone for their sin,

you consume their wealth like a moth—

surely everyone is but a breath.

12 “Hear my prayer, Lord,

listen to my cry for help;

do not be deaf to my weeping.

I dwell with you as a foreigner,

a stranger, as all my ancestors were.

13 Look away from me, that I may enjoy life again

before I depart and am no more.”

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions.

Do not make me the scorn of the fool!

9 I am mute; I do not open my mouth,

for it is you who have done it.

10 Remove your stroke from me;

I am spent by the hostility of your hand.

11 When you discipline a man

with rebukes for sin,

you consume like a moth what is dear to him;

surely all mankind is a mere breath! Selah

12 “Hear my prayer, O Lord,

and give ear to my cry;

hold not your peace at my tears!

For I am a sojourner with you,

a guest, like all my fathers.

13 Look away from me, that I may smile again,

before I depart and am no more!”

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions:

Make me not the reproach of the foolish.

9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth;

Because thou didst it.

10 Remove thy stroke away from me:

I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.

11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity,

Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth:

Surely every man is vanity. Selah.

12 Hear my prayer, O Lord,

And give ear unto my cry;

Hold not thy peace at my tears:

For I am a stranger with thee,

And a sojourner, as all my fathers were.

13 O spare me, that I may recover strength,

Before I go hence, and be no more.

8 Rescue me from my rebellion.

Do not let fools mock me.

9 I am silent before you; I won’t say a word,

for my punishment is from you.

10 But please stop striking me!

I am exhausted by the blows from your hand.

11 When you discipline us for our sins,

you consume like a moth what is precious to us.

Each of us is but a breath.

Interlude

12 Hear my prayer, O Lord!

Listen to my cries for help!

Don’t ignore my tears.

For I am your guest—

a traveler passing through,

as my ancestors were before me.

13 Leave me alone so I can smile again

before I am gone and exist no more.

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions;

Do not make me the reproach of the foolish.

9 I was mute, I did not open my mouth,

Because it was You who did it.

10 Remove Your plague from me;

I am consumed by the blow of Your hand.

11 When with rebukes You correct man for iniquity,

You make his beauty melt away like a moth;

Surely every man is vapor.

Selah

12 “Hear my prayer, O Lord,

And give ear to my cry;

Do not be silent at my tears;

For I am a stranger with You,

A sojourner, as all my fathers were.

13 Remove Your gaze from me, that I may regain strength,

Before I go away and am no more.”

8 Save me from all my sins.

Don’t let wicked fools make fun of me.

9 I am quiet; I do not open my mouth,

because you are the one who has done this.

10 Quit punishing me;

your beating is about to kill me.

11 You correct and punish people for their sins;

like a moth, you destroy what they love.

Everyone’s life is only a breath.

Selah

12 “Lord, hear my prayer,

and listen to my cry.

Do not ignore my tears.

I am like a visitor with you.

Like my ancestors, I’m only here a short time.

13 Leave me alone so I can be happy

before I leave and am no more.”

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions:

Make me not the reproach of the foolish.

9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth;

Because thou didst it.

10 Remove thy stroke away from me:

I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.

11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity,

Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth:

Surely every man is vanity. Selah

12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry;

Hold not thy peace at my tears:

For I am a stranger with thee,

A sojourner, as all my fathers were.

13 Oh spare me, that I may recover strength,

Before I go hence, and be no more.

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the reproach of the foolish. 9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; for thou hast done it. 10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand. 11 When thou with rebukes dost correct a man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely, every man is vanity. Selah. 12 Hear my prayer, Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; be not silent at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, a sojourner, like all my fathers. 13 Look away from me, and let me recover strength, before I go hence and be no more.

8 Rescue me from all my rebellious acts. 

Do not disgrace me in front of godless fools. 

9 I remained speechless. 

I did not open my mouth 

because you are the one who has done this. 

10 Remove the sickness you laid upon me. 

My life is over because you struck me with your hand. 

11 With stern warnings you discipline people for their crimes. 

Like a moth you eat away at what is dear to them. 

Certainly, everyone is like a whisper in the wind. 

Selah 

12 Listen to my prayer, O Lord. 

Open your ear to my cry for help. 

Do not be deaf to my tears, 

for I am a foreign resident with you, 

a stranger like all my ancestors. 

13 Look away from me so that I may smile again 

before I go away and am no more. 

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions;

do not make me the taunt of fools.

9 I am speechless; I do not open my mouth

because of what You have done.

10 Remove Your torment from me;

I fade away because of the force of Your hand.

11 You discipline a man with punishment for sin,

consuming like a moth what is precious to him;

every man is only a vapor. Selah

12 “Hear my prayer, Lord,

and listen to my cry for help;

do not be silent at my tears.

For I am a foreigner residing with You,

a temporary resident like all my fathers.

13 Turn Your angry gaze from me

so that I may be cheered up

before I die and am gone.”

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions.

Do not make me the scorn of the fool.

9 I am silent; I do not open my mouth,

for it is you who have done it.

10 Remove your stroke from me;

I am worn down by the blows of your hand.

11 “You chastise mortals

in punishment for sin,

consuming like a moth what is dear to them;

surely everyone is a mere breath.   Selah

12 “Hear my prayer, O Lord,

and give ear to my cry;

do not hold your peace at my tears.

For I am your passing guest,

an alien, like all my forebears.

13 Turn your gaze away from me, that I may smile again,

before I depart and am no more.”

8 From all my transgressions deliver me;

do not make me the taunt of the fool.

9 I am mute. I do not open my mouth,

for you, yourself, have done it.

10 Remove from me your affliction.

By the opposition of your hand I perish.

11 When with rebukes you chastise a man for sin,

you consume like a moth his delightful things.

Surely everyone is a mere vapor. Selah

12 Hear my prayer, O Yahweh, and listen to my cry for help;

do not be deaf to my tears.

For I am an alien with you,

a sojourner like all my ancestors.

13 Look away from me that I may be cheerful,

before I depart and I am no more.

8 Save me from all the wrong things I’ve done.

Don’t let foolish people make fun of me.

9 I keep silent. I don’t open my mouth.

You are the one who has caused all of this to happen.

10 Please stop beating me.

I’m about to die from the blows of your hand.

11 You correct and punish people for their sin.

Just as a moth eats cloth, you destroy their wealth.

No one’s life lasts any longer than a breath. Selah

12 “Lord, hear my prayer.

Listen to my cry for help.

Pay attention to my sobbing.

I’m like a guest in your home.

I’m only a visitor, like all of my family who lived before me.

13 Leave me alone.

Let me be full of joy again before I die.”

8 “Deliver me from all my transgressions;

Make me not the reproach of the foolish.

9 “I have become mute, I do not open my mouth,

Because it is You who have done it.

10 “Remove Your plague from me;

Because of the opposition of Your hand I am perishing.

11 “With reproofs You chasten a man for iniquity;

You consume as a moth what is precious to him;

Surely every man is a mere breath.

Selah.

12 “Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry;

Do not be silent at my tears;

For I am a stranger with You,

A sojourner like all my fathers.

13 “Turn Your gaze away from me, that I may smile again

Before I depart and am no more.”