^{3 Ref} You turn man to destruction, saying, "Return, you children of men."

^{4 Ref} For a thousand years in your sight Are but as yesterday when it is past, As a watch in the night.

^{5 Ref} You sweep them away as they sleep. In the morning they sprout like new grass.

^{6 Ref} In the morning it sprouts and springs up. By evening, it is withered and dry.

^{7 Ref} For we are consumed in your anger. We are troubled in your wrath.

^{8 Ref} You have set our iniquities before you, Our secret sins in the light of your presence.

^{9 Ref} For all our days have passed away in your wrath. We bring our years to an end as a sigh.

^{10 Ref} The days of our years are seventy, Or even by reason of strength eighty years; Yet their pride is but labor and sorrow, For it passes quickly, and we fly away.

^{11 Ref} Who knows the power of your anger, Your wrath according to the fear that is due to you?