_David’s care of his thoughts.—The consideration of the brevity and
vanity of life, the reverence of God’s judgments, and prayer, are his
bridles of impatience._
To the chief Musician, _even_ to Jeduthun. A Psalm of David.
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.
I was dumb with silence: I held my peace, _even_ from good; and my
sorrow was stirred.
My heart was hot within me; while I was musing the fire burned: _then_
spake I with my tongue,
LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it
_is_; _that_ I may know how frail I _am_.
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.
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.
And now, LORD, what wait I for? my hope _is_ in thee.
Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the reproach of the
foolish.