Psalms 144:4
Man is lyke a thyng of naught: his dayes be lyke a shadowe that passeth away.
Man is lyke a thyng of naught: his dayes be lyke a shadowe that passeth away.
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14 For he knoweth wherof we be made: he remembreth that we are but dust.
15 The dayes of man are as the dayes of an hearbe: he florisheth as a flowre in the fielde.
16 For the winde passeth ouer it, and it is no more seene: and the place therof knoweth it no more.
1 Man that is borne of woman, hath but a short time to lyue, and is full of miserie.
2 He commeth vp, and is cut downe like a floure: He fleeth as it were a shadow, and neuer continueth in one state.
3 O God, what is man that thou doest knowe hym? what is the sonne of man that thou doest thynke of hym?
4 O God make me to knowe mine ende, and the number of my dayes: that I may be certified howe long I haue to lyue.
5 Behold thou hast made my dayes as it were an hand breadth long, & mine age is euen as nothing before thee: truely euery man is al together vanitie. Selah.
6 Truely man walketh in a vayne shadowe, truely he and all his do disquiet them selues in vayne: he heapeth vp riches, & can not tel who shal vse them.
4 Blessed is he vnto whom the God of Iacob is an ayde: his trust is in God his Lorde.
14 And yet can not ye tel what shall happen on the morowe. For what thyng is your lyfe? It is euen a vapour, that appeareth for a litle tyme, and then he vanisheth away.
11 My dayes fade away lyke a shadowe: and I am wythered lyke grasse.
11 Many thinges there be that encrease vanitie, and what hath a man els?
12 For who knoweth what is good for man liuing in the dayes of his vayne life, whiche is but a shadowe? Or who wyl tell a man what shall happen after hym vnder the sunne?
10 But as for man, when he is dead, perished, and consumed away, what becommeth of him?
11 As the waters passe from the sea, and as the flood decayeth and dryeth vp:
9 (For we are but of yesterday, and consider not that our dayes vpon earth are but a shadowe.)
12 Neuerthelesse, man can not abyde in such honour: he is but lyke vnto bruite beastes that perishe.
47 Remember what I am, howe short my tyme is of lyfe: wherfore hast thou created in vayne all the sonnes of men?
15 All fleshe shall come to naught at once, and all men shall turne againe vnto dust.
11 Thou doest chasten man, rebukyng him for sinne: thou as a moth doest consume his excellencie, for in very deede euery man is but vanitie. Selah.
4 For he commeth to naught, & spendeth his tyme in darknesse, and his name is forgotten.
5 Or are thy dayes as the dayes of man? and thy yeres as mans yeres?
8 If a man lyue many yeres, and be glad in them all, let hym remember the dayes of darknesse whiche shalbe manye, and that foloweth: Al thinges shalbe but vanitie.
17 What is man that thou doest magnifie him? and that thou settest thy heart vpon him?
15 For we be but straungers before thee, and soiourners, as were al our fathers: Our dayes on the earth also are but as a shadowe, and there is none abiding.
24 For all fleshe is as grasse, and all the glorie of man, is as the flowre of grasse. The grasse withereth, and the flowre falleth away:
11 God knoweth the thoughtes of man: that they are but vanitie.
22 Ceasse therfore from man in whose nosethrilles there is breath: for wherin is he to be accompted of?
10 Agayne, the riche, in that he is made lowe: Because as the flowre of the grasse he shall passe away.
11 For the sunne hath rysen with heate, and the grasse hath withered, and his flowre hath fallen away, & the beautie of the fashion of it hath perished: So also shall the ryche man fade away in his wayes.
6 My dayes passe ouer more spedyly then a weauers shuttle, and are spent without hope.
19 For it happeneth vnto men as it doth vnto beastes, euen one condition vnto them both: as the one dyeth so dyeth the other, yea they haue both one maner of breath: so that in this a man hath no preeminence aboue a beast, but are all subdued vnto vanitie.
20 They go all vnto one place: for as they be all of dust, so shall they all turne vnto dust agayne.
3 Thou turnest man most miserable euen vnto dust: thou sayest also, O ye children of men returne you into dust.
4 For a thousande yeres in thy syght are but as yestarday that is past: and as a watch in the nyght.
1 Is ther not an appoynted time to man vpon earth? Are not his dayes also like the dayes of an hired seruaunt?
2 O ye sonnes of men, how long wyll ye go about to bryng my glory to confusion? ye loue vanitie, ye seeke after lyes. Selah.
19 Howe much more in them that dwel in houses of clay, and whose foundation is but dust, which shall be consumed as it were with a moth?
20 They shalbe smitten from the morning vnto the euening: yea they shall perishe for euer, when no man regardeth them.
4 What is man that thou art myndfull of him? and the sonne of man that thou visitest hym?
9 As for the chyldren of men, they be onlye but vanitie, the chyldren of lordes be but a lye: vpon the wayghtes they be altogether lighter then vanitie in selfe.
9 For all our dayes do passe in thine anger: we spende our yeres as in speaking a worde.
10 The dayes of our yeres be in all threescore yeres and tenne, and yf through strength of nature men come to foure score yeres: yet is their iolitie but labour and care, yea moreouer it passeth in haste from vs, and we flee from it.
8 All is but vanitie (saith the preacher) all is but playne vanitie.
11 My dayes are past, and my counsailes and thoughtes of my heart are vanished away,
6 In the mornyng it florisheth and groweth vp: in the euenyng it is cut downe and wythered.
5 The dayes of man surely are determined, the number of his monethes are knowen onely vnto thee, thou hast appoynted him his bondes which he can not go beyonde.
4 Agayne, I sawe that all trauayle and diligence of labour that euery man taketh in hande, was done of enuie agaynst his neighbour: This is also a vayne thyng, and a vexation of mynde.
23 But heauinesse, sorowe, and disquietnesse all the dayes of his life? Insomuch that his heart can not rest in the nyght: This is also a vayne thyng.