Psalms 39:2 - Forerunner Commentary

Psalms 39:2

1 I said, “I will guard my ways,
Lest I sin with my ^atongue;
I will restrain my mouth with a muzzle,
While the wicked are before me.”

2 ^aI was mute with silence,
I held my peace even from good;
And my sorrow was stirred up.

3 My heart was hot within me;
While I was¹ musing, the fire burned.
Then I spoke with my tongue:

4 “Lord, ^amake me to know my end,
And what is the measure of my days,
That I may know how frail I am.

5 Indeed, You have made my days as handbreadths,
And my age is as nothing before You;
Certainly every man at his best state is but ^avapor. Selah

6 Surely every man walks about like a shadow;
Surely they¹ busy themselves in vain;
He heaps up riches,
And does not know who will gather them.

7 “And now, Lord, what do I wait for?
My ^ahope is in You.

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions;
Do not make me ^athe reproach of the foolish.

9 ^aI was mute, I did not open my mouth,
Because it was ^bYou who did it.

10 ^aRemove Your plague from me;
I am consumed by the blow of Your hand.

11 When with rebukes You correct man for iniquity,
You make his beauty ^amelt away like a moth;
Surely every man is vapor. Selah

Verse Comparison: Psalms 39:2

American Standard Version
I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; And my sorrow was stirred.

Amplified® Bible
I was dumb with silence, I held my peace without profit and had no comfort away from good, while my distress was renewed.

Contemporary English Version
I kept completely silent, but it did no good, and I hurt even worse.

Darby English Version
I was dumb with silence, I held my peace from good; and my sorrow was stirred.

Good News Bible
I kept quiet, not saying a word, not even about anything good! But my suffering only grew worse,

King James Version
I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.

New American Standard Bible
I was mute and silent, I refrained {even} from good, And my sorrow grew worse.

New International Version
But when I was silent and still,
not even saying anything good,
my anguish increased.

New King James Version
I was mute with silence,
I held my peace even from good;
And my sorrow was stirred up.

N.A.S.B. in E-Prime
I felt mute and silent, I refrained even from good, and my sorrow grew worse.

Revised Standard Version
I was dumb and silent, I held my peace to no avail; my distress grew worse,

Young's Literal Translation
I was dumb `with' silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.

New English Translation
I was stone silent;¹ I held back the urge to speak.² My frustration grew;³