10 Take thy plague away from me: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.

11 When thou with rebukes dost chastise man for iniquity, thou as a moth [a]makest his [b]beauty to consume: surely every man is vanity. Selah.

12 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and hearken unto my cry: keep not silence at my tears, for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner as all my fathers.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 39:11 Though thine open plagues light not evermore upon them, yet thy secret curse continually fretteth them.
  2. Psalm 39:11 The word signifieth all that he desireth, as health, force, strength, beauty, and in whatsoever he hath delight, so that the rod of God taketh away all that is desired in this world.

10 Remove your scourge from me;
    I am overcome by the blow(A) of your hand.(B)
11 When you rebuke(C) and discipline(D) anyone for their sin,
    you consume(E) their wealth like a moth(F)
    surely everyone is but a breath.(G)

12 “Hear my prayer, Lord,
    listen to my cry for help;(H)
    do not be deaf(I) to my weeping.(J)
I dwell with you as a foreigner,(K)
    a stranger,(L) as all my ancestors were.(M)

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