1 To the chief music-maker. Of Jeduthun. A Psalm. Of David.
2I said, I will give attention to my ways, so that my tongue may do no wrong; I will keep my mouth under control, while the sinner is before me.
3I made no sound, I said no word, even of good; and I was moved with sorrow.
4My heart was burning in my breast; while I was deep in thought the fire was lighted; then I said with my tongue,
5Lord, give me knowledge of my end, and of the measure of my days, so that I may see how feeble I am.
6You have made my days no longer than a hand's measure; and my years are nothing in your eyes; truly, every man is but a breath. (Selah.)
7Truly, every man goes on his way like an image; he is troubled for no purpose: he makes a great store of wealth, and has no knowledge of who will get it.
