⁴⁷ Remember how short my time is! For what vanity have you created all the children of men!

⁷ Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye shall no more see good.

⁹ Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again?

¹ "Man, who is born of a woman, Is of few days, and full of trouble.

²⁵ "Now my days are swifter than a runner. They flee away, they see no good,

²⁶ They have passed away as the swift ships, As the eagle that swoops on the prey.

⁵ Behold, you have made my days handbreadths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath." Selah.

⁶ "Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn't know who shall gather.

⁸⁴ How many are the days of your servant? When will you execute judgment on those who persecute me?

⁴ Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.

¹⁴ Whereas you don't know what your life will be like tomorrow. For what is your life? For you are a vapor, that appears for a little time, and then vanishes away.