Psalms 39:11
By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah.)
By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah.)
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10 No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
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.)
6 Truly, every man goes on his way like an image; he is troubled for no purpose: he makes a great store of wealth, and has no knowledge of who will get it.
3 Lord, what is man, that you keep him in mind? or the son of man that you take him into account?
4 Man is like a breath: his life is like a shade which is quickly gone.
2 O you sons of men, how long will you go on turning my glory into shame? how long will you give your love to foolish things, going after what is false? (Selah.)
45 You have made him old before his time; he is covered with shame. (Selah.)
46 How long, O Lord, will you Keep yourself for ever from our eyes? how long will your wrath be burning like fire?
47 See how short my time is; why have you made all men for no purpose?
2 He comes out like a flower, and is cut down: he goes in flight like a shade, and is never seen again.
3 Is it on such a one as this that your eyes are fixed, with the purpose of judging him?
17 What is man, that you have made him great, and that your attention is fixed on him,
11 There are words without number for increasing what is to no purpose, but what is man profited by them?
28 Though a man comes to nothing like a bit of dead wood, or like a robe which has become food for the worm.
16 It is burned with fire; it is cut down: they are made waste by the wrath of your face.
11 And you will be full of grief at the end of your life, when your flesh and your body are wasted;
15 All flesh would come to an end together, and man would go back to the dust.
19 How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;
24 O Lord, put me right, but with wise purpose; not in your wrath, or you will make me small.
9 Truly men of low birth are nothing, and men of high position are not what they seem; if they are put in the scales together they are less than a breath.
22 Have no more to do with man, whose life is only a breath, for he is of no value.
39 What protest may a living man make, even a man about the punishment of his sin?
3 You send man back to his dust; and say, Go back, you children of men.
8 It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.
41 All those who come by take away his goods; he is laughed at by his neighbours.
6 How much less man who is an insect, and the son of man who is a worm!
10 See now the Great Beast, whom I made, even as I made you; he takes grass for food, like the ox.
11 His strength is in his body, and his force in the muscles of his stomach.
12 But man, like the animals, does not go on for ever; he comes to an end like the beasts.
11 The Lord has knowledge of the thoughts of man, for they are only a breath.
12 Let my prayer come to your ears, O Lord, and give attention to my cry, make an answer to my weeping: for my time here is short before you, and in a little time I will be gone, like all my fathers.
17 Truly, that man is happy who has training from the hand of God: so do not let your heart be shut to the teaching of the Ruler of all.
21 The heating-pot is for silver and the oven-fire for gold, and a man is measured by what he is praised for.
11 For when the sun comes up with its burning heat, the grass gets dry and the grace of its form is gone with the falling flower; so the man of wealth comes to nothing in his ways.
3 Are your words of pride to make men keep quiet? and are you to make sport, with no one to put you to shame?
24 See that you give praise to his work, about which men make songs.
5 But God will put an end to you for ever; driving you out from your tent, uprooting you from the land of the living. (Selah.)
8 But even if a man's life is long and he has joy in all his years, let him keep in mind the dark days, because they will be great in number. Whatever may come is to no purpose.
9 Have joy, O young man, while you are young; and let your heart be glad in the days of your strength, and go in the ways of your heart, and in the desire of your eyes; but be certain that for all these things God will be your judge.
10 So put away trouble from your heart, and sorrow from your flesh; because the early years and the best years are to no purpose.
15 As for man, his days are as grass: his beautiful growth is like the flower of the field.
4 Have you eyes of flesh, or do you see as man sees?
5 Are your days as the days of man, or your years like his,
30 And you, when you are made waste, what will you do? Though you are clothed in red, though you make yourself beautiful with ornaments of gold, though you make your eyes wide with paint, it is for nothing that you make yourself fair; your lovers have no more desire for you, they have designs on your life.
1 <To the chief music-maker. Maschil. Of David. When Doeg the Edomite came to Saul saying, David has come to the house of Ahimelech.> Why do you take pride in wrongdoing, lifting yourself up against the upright man all the day?
10 My life goes on in sorrow, and my years in weeping; my strength is almost gone because of my sin, and my bones are wasted away.
6 In the morning it is green; in the evening it is cut down, and becomes dry.
5 My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.
1 A man hating sharp words and making his heart hard, will suddenly be broken and will not be made well again.