19 Heb “remove from upon me your wound.”
20 Heb “from the hostility of your hand I have come to an end.”
21 “with punishments on account of sin you discipline a man.”
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 .
23 Heb “do not be deaf to my tears.”
24 Heb “For a resident alien [am] I with you, a sojourner like all my fathers.” Resident aliens were dependent on the mercy and goodwill of others. The Lord was concerned that resident aliens be treated properly. See Deut 24:17–22, Ps 146:9.
25 Heb “Gaze away from me and I will smile before I go and am not.” The precise identification of the initial verb form (הָשַׁע, hasha’) is uncertain. It could be from the root שָׁעָע (sha’a’, “smear”), but “your eyes” would be the expected object in this case (see Isa 6:10). The verb may be an otherwise unattested Hiphil form of שָׁעָה (sha’ah, “to gaze”) meaning “cause your gaze to be.” Some prefer to emend the form to the Qal שְׁעֵה (shé’eh, “gaze”; see Job 14:6). If one does read a form of the verb “to gaze,” the angry divine “gaze” of discipline would seem to be in view (see vv. 10–11). For a similar expression of this sentiment see Job 10:20–21.

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

“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.

Look away from me, that I may smile again,

before I depart and am no more!”

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.

“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.

Look away from me, that I may enjoy life again

before I depart and am no more.”

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

“Hear my prayer, Lord,

and listen to my cry for help;

do not be silent at my tears.

For I am here with you as an alien,

a temporary resident like all my ancestors.

Turn your angry gaze from me

so that I may be cheered up

before I die and am gone.”

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.

Interlude

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.

Leave me alone so I can smile again

before I am gone and exist no more.

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

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.

Look away from me that I may be cheerful,

before I depart and I am no more.

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.

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.

O spare me, that I may recover strength,

Before I go hence, and be no more.

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