Catholic Public Domain Version
"And he sent a new canticle into my mouth, a song to our God. Many will see, and they will fear; and they will hope in the Lord. "
— Psalms 39:4, Catholic Public Domain Version
“Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.”
“Jehovah, make me to know mine end, And the measure of my days, what it is; Let me know how frail I am. ”
“"Yahweh, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am.”
““O LORD, help me understand my mortality and the brevity of life! Let me realize how quickly my life will pass!”
“And he put a new canticle into my mouth, a song to our God. Many shall see, and shall fear: and they shall hope in the Lord.”
“Lord, give me knowledge of my end, and of the measure of my days, so that I may see how feeble I am.”
“Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.”
Unto the end. A Psalm of David himself.
I have waited expectantly for the Lord, and he was attentive to me.
And he heard my prayers and he led me out of the pit of misery and the quagmire. And he stationed my feet upon a rock, and he directed my steps.
And he sent a new canticle into my mouth, a song to our God. Many will see, and they will fear; and they will hope in the Lord.
Blessed is the man whose hope is in the name of the Lord, and who has no respect for vanities and absurd falsehoods.
You have accomplished your many wonders, O Lord my God, and there is no one similar to you in your thoughts. I have announced and I have spoken: they are multiplied beyond number.
Sacrifice and oblation, you did not want. But you have perfected ears for me. Holocaust and sin offering, you did not require.