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Psalm 39:10–11

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39:10Please stop wounding me!19

You have almost beaten me to death!20

39:11You severely discipline people for their sins;21

like a moth you slowly devour their strength.22

Surely all people are a mere vapor.

(Selah)

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Footnotes

  1. 19 Heb “remove from upon me your wound.”
  2. 20 Heb “from the hostility of your hand I have come to an end.”
  3. 21 “with punishments on account of sin you discipline a man.”
  4. 22 Heb “you cause to dissolve, like a moth, his desired [thing].” The translation assumes an emendation of חֲמוּדוֹ (khamudo, “his desirable [thing]”) to חֶמְדוֹ (khemdo, “his loveliness” [or “beauty”]), a reading that is supported by a few medieval Hebrew .

In other versions

ESVEnglish Standard Version

Remove your stroke from me;

I am spent by the hostility of your hand.

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

NIVNew International Version (2011)

Remove your scourge from me;

I am overcome by the blow of your hand.

When you rebuke and discipline anyone for their sin,

you consume their wealth like a moth—

surely everyone is but a breath.

CSBChristian Standard Bible

Remove your torment from me.

Because of the force of your hand I am finished.

You discipline a person with punishment for iniquity,

consuming like a moth what is precious to him;

yes, every human being is only a vapor.

Selah

NLTNew Living Translation

But please stop striking me!

I am exhausted by the blows from your hand.

When you discipline us for our sins,

you consume like a moth what is precious to us.

Each of us is but a breath.

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LEBThe Lexham English Bible

Remove from me your affliction.

By the opposition of your hand I perish.

When with rebukes you chastise a man for sin,

you consume like a moth his delightful things.

Surely everyone is a mere vapor. Selah

KJV 1900King James Version

Remove thy stroke away from me:

I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.

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.