NASB
"I was mute and silent, I refrained even from good, And my sorrow grew worse."
— Psalms 39:2, NASB
“I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.”
“I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; And my sorrow was stirred. ”
“I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good. My sorrow was stirred.”
“I was stone silent; I held back the urge to speak. My frustration grew;”
“With expectation I have waited for the Lord, and he was attentive to me.”
“I made no sound, I said no word, even of good; and I was moved with sorrow.”
“I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.”
I said, "I will guard my ways That I may not sin with my tongue; I will guard my mouth as with a muzzle While the wicked are in my presence."
I was mute and silent, I refrained even from good, And my sorrow grew worse.
My heart was hot within me, While I was musing the fire burned; Then I spoke with my tongue:
"LORD, make me to know my end And what is the extent of my days; Let me know how transient I am.
"Behold, You have made my days as handbreadths, And my lifetime as nothing in Your sight; Surely every man at his best is a mere breath. Selah.