Psalms 39:5
Behold, thou hast made my days [as] handbreadths; And my life-time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. {{Selah [
Behold, thou hast made my days [as] handbreadths; And my life-time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. {{Selah [
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4Jehovah, make me to know mine end, And the measure of my days, what it is; Let me know how frail I am.
47Oh remember how short my time is: For what vanity hast thou created all the children of men!
48What man is he that shall live and not see death, That shall deliver his soul from the power of Sheol? {{Selah
3Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
4Man is like to vanity: His days are as a shadow that passeth away.
6Surely every man walketh in a vain show; Surely they are disquieted in vain: He heapeth up [riches], and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7And now, Lord, what wait I for? My hope is in thee.
10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
11When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: Surely every man is vanity. {{Selah
5Are thy days as the days of man, Or thy years as man's days,
5Seeing his days are determined, The number of his months is with thee, And thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass;
16I loathe [my life] ; I would not live alway: Let me alone; for my days are vanity.
17What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him, And that thou shouldest set thy mind upon him,
11Seeing there are many things that increase vanity, what is man the better?
45The days of his youth hast thou shortened: Thou hast covered him with shame. {{Selah
2O ye sons of men, how long shall my glory be turned into dishonor? [How long] will ye love vanity, and seek after falsehood? {{Selah
9Surely men of low degree are vanity, and men of high degree are a lie: In the balances they will go up; They are together lighter than vanity.
17All the nations are as nothing before him; they are accounted by him as less than nothing, and vanity.
9(For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, Because our days upon earth are a shadow);
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.
15As for man, his days are as grass; As a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
9For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: We bring our years to an end as a sigh.
10The days of our years are threescore years and ten, Or even by reason of strength fourscore years; Yet is their pride but labor and sorrow; For it is soon gone, and we fly away.
23He weakened my strength in the way; He shortened my days.
24I said, O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days: Thy years are throughout all generations.
12My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as a shepherd's tent: I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life; he will cut me off from the loom: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
11My days are like a shadow that declineth; And I am withered like grass.
15For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as all our fathers were: our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is no abiding.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.
22Cease ye from man, whose breath is in his nostrils; for wherein is he to be accounted of?
8Thy hands have framed me and fashioned me Together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.
1My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is [ready] for me.
20Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
4His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; In that very day his thoughts perish.
3Thou turnest man to destruction, And sayest, Return, ye children of men.
4For a thousand years in thy sight Are but as yesterday when it is past, And as a watch in the night.
12But man [being] in honor abideth not: He is like the beasts that perish.
10I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
25Now my days are swifter than a post: They flee away, they see no good,
8Yea, if a man live many years, let him rejoice in them all; but let him remember the days of darkness, for they shall be many. All that cometh is vanity.
15All this have I seen in my days of vanity: there is a righteous man that perisheth in his righteousness, and there is a wicked man that prolongeth [his life] in his evil-doing.
11What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, that I should be patient?
1Man, that is born of a woman, Is of few days, and full of trouble.
2He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
12Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it; Why then are ye become altogether vain?
23For all his days are [but] sorrows, and his travail is grief; yea, even in the night his heart taketh no rest. This also is vanity.
14I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and a striving after wind.
25All men have looked thereon; Man beholdeth it afar off.
8Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher; all is vanity.