Psalms 39:4
My heart grew hot within me; as I meditated, the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue:
My heart grew hot within me; as I meditated, the fire burned. Then I spoke 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.
LORD, make me to know my end, and the measure of my days, what it is; so I may know how frail 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.
My hert was hote within me, & whyle I was thus musynge, the fyre kyndled: so that I spake with my tonge.
Lord, let me know mine ende, and the measure of my dayes, what it is: let mee knowe howe long I haue to liue.
O God make me to knowe mine ende, and the number of my dayes: that I may be certified howe long I haue to lyue.
LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it [is; that] I may know how frail I [am].
"Yahweh, show me my end, What is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am.
`Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days -- what it `is',' I 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.
Jehovah, make me to know mine end, And the measure of my days, what it is; Let me know how frail I am.
Lord, give me knowledge of my end, and of the measure of my days, so that I may see how feeble 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!
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5LORD, let me know my end and the number of my days, so I may understand how fleeting my life is.
46You have shortened the days of his youth; you have covered him with shame. Selah
47How long, LORD? Will you hide yourself forever? Will your wrath keep burning like fire?
3Lord, what is man that You care for him, or a son of man that You think of him?
4Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.
11Who knows the power of your anger? For your wrath is as great as the fear that is due you.
12Teach us to number our days carefully, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
12With reproofs for iniquity, You discipline a man; like a moth, You consume his cherished things. Surely, every man is but a breath. Selah.
13Hear my prayer, LORD, and give ear to my cry; do not be silent to my tears, for I am a sojourner with You, a temporary resident like all my fathers.
23when peoples and kingdoms gather together to serve the LORD.
24He has afflicted my strength in the way; he has shortened my days.
10I am mute; I will not open my mouth because You have done this.
20Are not my days few? Leave me alone, so I may have a moment of relief.
11What is my strength, that I should hope? What is my end, that I should prolong my life?
1My spirit is broken, my days have faded away, and the grave is ready for me.
5Are Your days like the days of a human? Are Your years like those of a strong man?
10I said, "In the prime of my life I must go through the gates of Sheol; I am deprived of the rest of my years."
23Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts.
12My dwelling is pulled up and taken from me, like a shepherd's tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver rolls a cloth; He cuts me off from the loom. Day and night You bring me to an end.
11My days have passed, my plans are broken off, and the desires of my heart are gone.
23I know You will bring me back to death, to the house appointed for all the living.
10Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress. My eyes grow weak with sorrow, as do my soul and my body.
23How many are my iniquities and sins? Reveal my transgression and my sin to me.
1For the director of music. A psalm of David. LORD, You have searched me and You know me.
7Surely, man goes about as a shadow; surely, they make an uproar over nothing; he heaps up wealth, not knowing who will gather it.
11Because of your wrath and indignation, for you have lifted me up and thrown me aside.
6Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.
9I am feeble and crushed; I groan because of the anguish of my heart.
16When I tried to understand all this, it troubled me deeply.
17Until I entered the sanctuary of God; then I understood their final destiny.
5A person’s days are determined; you have decreed the number of their months and set limits they cannot exceed.
16I despise my life; I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.
17What is mankind that you make so much of them, that you give them so much attention,
1A song of ascents. LORD, my heart is not proud, my eyes are not haughty; I do not concern myself with matters too great or too wonderful for me.
24Discipline me, Lord, but only in due measure—not in Your anger, or You will reduce me to nothing.
3Now, O LORD, please take my life from me, for it is better for me to die than to live.
49Who can live and not see death? Who can escape the power of the grave? Selah
5More numerous than the hairs of my head are those who hate me without cause; powerful are those who seek to destroy me with lies. What I did not steal must I now restore?
4Do you not know this from ancient times, since man was placed on the earth,
9for we were only born yesterday and know nothing, and our days on earth are but a shadow.
13If only you would hide me in the grave and conceal me till your anger has passed! If you would set me a time and then remember me!
20Arise, LORD! Do not let mere mortals prevail; let the nations be judged in your presence.
8Your hands shaped me and made me, yet now You destroy me completely.
4Before a word is on my tongue, You, LORD, know it completely.
33Teach me, LORD, the way of Your statutes, and I will keep it to the end.
14For He knows how we are formed; He remembers that we are dust.
4He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
4Does He not see my ways and count all my steps?
4My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
8Let me hear of your lovingkindness in the morning, for I trust in you. Teach me the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul.