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I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me. 
 
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I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred. 
 
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My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue, 
 
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LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is: that I may know how frail I am. 
 
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Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah. 
 
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Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them. 
 
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And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee. 
 
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Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish. 
 
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I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it. 
 
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Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand. 
 
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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. 
 
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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. 
 
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