^{4 Ref} `Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days -- what it `is',' I know how frail I `am'.

^{5 Ref} Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age `is' as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity `is' every man set up. Selah.

^{6 Ref} Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, `in' vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.

^{7 Ref} And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope -- it `is' of Thee.