Your favorite Psalm?

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Hello there,

Opening my Bible to the book of Psalms, it fell open at Psalm 39. My attention was caught and held by the first verse, and so I read on. I have been in this place that is described here, and can identify with it. Can you? It is a Psalm that was not necessarily intended to be sung, but to be meditated on.

'I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue:
I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.
I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good;
and my sorrow was stirred. My heart was hot within me,
while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,

(Psalm 39:1-3)

LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is;
that I may know how frail I am.
Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth;
and mine age is as nothing before thee:
verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. (Selah)
Surely every man walketh in a vain shew:
surely they are disquieted in vain:
he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.

(Psa 39:4-6)

And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.
Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity,
thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth:
surely every man is vanity. (Selah)
Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears:
for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.

(Psa 39:7-13)