⁸⁴ How short is the life of your servant! when will you give your decision against those who are attacking me?

⁶ My days go quicker than the cloth-worker's thread, and come to an end without hope.

⁷ O, keep in mind that my life is wind: my eye will never again see good.

⁸ The eye of him who sees me will see me no longer: your eyes will be looking for me, but I will be gone.

⁶ Come up, Lord, in your wrath; be lifted up against my haters; be awake, my God, give orders for the judging.

⁴ Lord, give me knowledge of my end, and of the measure of my days, so that I may see how feeble I am.

⁵ You have made my days no longer than a hand's measure; and my years are nothing in your eyes; truly, every man is but a breath. (Selah.)

⁴⁷ See how short my time is; why have you made all men for no purpose?

⁴⁸ What man now living will not see death? will he be able to keep back his soul from the underworld? (Selah.)

¹² So give us knowledge of the number of our days, that we may get a heart of wisdom.

¹⁰ And they gave a great cry, saying, How long will it be, O Ruler, holy and true, before you take your place as judge and give punishment for our blood to those on the earth?

¹¹ And there was given to every one a white robe, and they were ordered to take their rest for a little time, till the number was complete of the other servants, their brothers, who would be put to death, even as they had been.