Psalm 39:10–12

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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. 

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.