Psalms 90:9
For all our days have gone by in your wrath; our years come to an end like a breath.
For all our days have gone by in your wrath; our years come to an end like a breath.
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10 The measure of our life is seventy years; and if through strength it may be eighty years, its pride is only trouble and sorrow, for it comes to an end and we are quickly gone.
11 Who has knowledge of the power of your wrath, or who takes note of the weight of your passion?
12 So give us knowledge of the number of our days, that we may get a heart of wisdom.
13 Come back, O Lord; how long? let your purpose for your servants be changed.
14 In the morning give us your mercy in full measure; so that we may have joy and delight all our days.
15 Make us glad in reward for the days of our sorrow, and for the years in which we have seen evil.
3 You send man back to his dust; and say, Go back, you children of men.
4 For to you a thousand years are no more than yesterday when it is past, and like a watch in the night.
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6 In the morning it is green; in the evening it is cut down, and becomes dry.
7 We are burned up by the heat of your passion, and troubled by your wrath.
8 You have put our evil doings before you, our secret sins in the light of your face.
9 (For we are but of yesterday, and have no knowledge, because our days on earth are gone like a shade:)
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?
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.
15 For we, as all our fathers were, are like men from a strange country before you, who have got a place for a time in the land; our days on the earth are like a shade, and there is no hope of going on.
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.)
33 So their days were wasted like a breath, and their years in trouble.
4 Man is like a breath: his life is like a shade which is quickly gone.
11 My days are like a shade which is stretched out; I am dry like the grass.
6 My days go quicker than the cloth-worker's thread, and come to an end without hope.
5 Are your days as the days of man, or your years like his,
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the desires of my heart.
15 As for man, his days are as grass: his beautiful growth is like the flower of the field.
18 They go after our steps so that we may not go in our streets: our end is near, our days are numbered; for our end has come.
23 He has taken my strength from me in the way; he has made short my days.
24 I will say, O my God, take me not away before my time; your years go on through all generations:
5 Will you go on being angry with us for ever? will you keep your wrath against us through all the long generations?
25 My days go quicker than a post-runner: they go in flight, they see no good.
3 My days are wasted like smoke, and my bones are burned up as in a fire.
16 The heat of your wrath has gone over me; I am broken by your cruel punishments.
10 I said, In the quiet of my days I am going down into the underworld: the rest of my years are being taken away from me.
1 <A Prayer of Moses, the man of God.> Lord, you have been our resting-place in all generations.
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.
20 Why have we gone from your memory for ever? why have you been turned away from us for so long?
5 How long, O Lord? will you be angry for ever? will your wrath go on burning like fire?
12 For our evil doings are increased before you, and our sins give witness against us: for our evil doings are with us, and we have knowledge of our sins:
27 The fear of the Lord gives long life, but the years of the evil-doer will be cut short.
43 Covering yourself with wrath you have gone after us, cutting us off without pity;
4 Man's breath goes out, he is turned back again to dust; in that day all his purposes come to an end.
12 My resting-place is pulled up and taken away from me like a herdsman's tent: my life is rolled up like a linen-worker's thread; I am cut off from the cloth on the frame: from day even to night you give me up to pain.
22 But you have quite given us up; you are full of wrath against us.
10 No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
1 My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.
9 We do not see our signs: there is no longer any prophet, or anyone among us to say how long.
5 For his wrath is only for a minute; in his grace there is life; weeping may be for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
9 Your holy towns have become a waste, Zion has become a waste, Jerusalem is a mass of broken walls.