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	<title>New King James Version (1982)</title>
  <subtitle>Psalm chapter 39</subtitle>
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      	<title>Psalm chapter 39</title>
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				 To the Chief Musician. To Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said, "I will guard my ways, Lest I sin with my tongue; I will restrain my mouth with a muzzle, While the wicked are before me." 
				 I was mute with silence, I held my peace [even] from good; And my sorrow was stirred up. 
				 My heart was hot within me; While I was musing, the fire burned. [Then] I spoke with my tongue: 
				 "LORD, make me to know my end, And what [is] the measure of my days, [That] I may know how frail I [am.] 
				 Indeed, You have made my days [as] handbreadths, And my age [is] as nothing before You; Certainly every man at his best state [is] but vapor. Selah 
				 Surely every man walks about like a shadow; Surely they busy themselves in vain; He heaps up [riches,] And does not know who will gather them. 
				 "And now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope [is] in You. 
				 Deliver me from all my transgressions; Do not make me the reproach of the foolish. 
				 I was mute, I did not open my mouth, Because it was You who did [it.] 
				 Remove Your plague from me; I am consumed by the blow of Your hand. 
				 When with rebukes You correct man for iniquity, You make his beauty melt away like a moth; Surely every man [is] vapor. Selah 
				 "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.] 
				 Remove Your gaze from me, that I may regain strength, Before I go away and am no more." 
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