New International Reader's Version

Psalm 39

Psalm 39

For the director of music. For Jeduthun. A psalm of David.

I said, “I will be careful about how I live.
    I will not sin by what I say.
I will keep my mouth closed
    when I am near sinful people.”
So I was completely silent.
    I didn’t even say anything good.
    But the pain inside me grew worse.
My heart was deeply troubled.
    As I thought about what was happening to me,
I became even more troubled.
    Then I spoke out.

I said, “Lord, show me when my life will end.
    Show me how many days I have left.
    Tell me how short my life will be.
You have given me only a few days to live.
    My whole life doesn’t seem like anything to you.
    No one lasts any longer than a breath.
    This is true even for those who feel secure.
People are only shadows as they go here and there.
    They rush around, but it doesn’t mean anything.
    They pile up wealth, but they don’t know who will finally get it.

“Lord, what can I look forward to now?
    You are the only hope I have.
Save me from all the wrong things I’ve done.
    Don’t let foolish people make fun of me.
I keep silent. I don’t open my mouth.
    You are the one who has caused all this to happen.
10 Please stop beating me.
    I’m about to die from the blows of your hand.
11 You correct and punish people for their sin.
    Then, just as a moth eats cloth, you destroy their wealth.
    No one lasts any longer than a breath.

12 Lord, hear my prayer.
    Listen to my cry for help.
    Pay attention to my weeping.
I’m like an outsider in your home.
    I’m just a stranger, like all my family who lived before me.
13 Leave me alone.
    Let me enjoy life again before I die.”

Nkwa Asem

Nnwom 39

Ɔmanehunufo bɔneka

1Mekae se, “Nea meyɛ biara, mɛhwɛ yiye na meremma me tɛkrɛma nyɛ bɔne; sɛ ɔdebɔneyɛfo bɛn me a, merenka hwee.” Meyɛɛ komm. Manka asɛm baako po; manka biribi a ɛfa ade pa ho. Nanso m’amanehunu kɔɔ so ara maa ahopere hyɛɛ me so. Migu so redwen no, na me haw mu remia. Mantumi antena a mimmisa se, “Awurade, mɛtena ase nna ahe? Da bɛn na mewu? Kyerɛ me bere a me nkwa bɛba awiei.” Wɔatew me nkwa nna so! W’ani so de, me nkwa nna nka hwee. Nokware, ɔteasefo biara nsen mframa mu tutuw; ɔnsen sunsumma. Nea ɔyɛ biara yɛ ɔkwa; ɔboa ahonya ano nanso onnim nea ɛbɛyɛ ne de. Afei ɛdɛn na memfa me ho nto so, Awurade? Mede me ho to wo so.

Gye me fi me bɔne nyinaa mu. Na mma agyimifo nserew me.

Mɛyɛ komm. Merenka asɛm baako po efisɛ, wo na woma mihu amane saa.

10 Ntwe m’aso bio. Mereyɛ awu wɔ wo nsa ano. 11 Wode animka na ɛtwe onipa bɔne aso te sɛ afofantɔ sɛe nea ɔpɛ. Nokware, afei onipa nte sɛ mframa mu tutuw bio.

12 Tie me mpaebɔ, Awurade, na tie me sufrɛ; na sɛ misu frɛ wo a, bɛboa me. Meyɛ wo hɔho mmere tiaa bi sɛ yɛn nenanom pɛ.

13 Gyaa me na minnya ahotɔ ansa na mafi ha a mente ase bio.