Psalms 144:4
Man is like a thinge of naught, his tyme passeth awaye like a shadowe.
Man is like a thinge of naught, his tyme passeth awaye like a shadowe.
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14 For he knoweth wherof we be made, he remembreth that we are but dust.
15 That a man in his tyme is but as is grasse, & florisheth as a floure of the felde.
16 For as soone as the wynde goeth ouer it, it gone, and the place therof knoweth it nomore.
1 Man that is borne of a woman, hath but a shorte tyme to lyue, and is full of dyuerse miseries.
2 He cometh vp, and falleth awaye like a floure. He flyeth as it were a shadowe, and neuer continueth in one state.
3 LORDE, what is ma, that thou hast soch respecte vnto him? Or the sonne of man, that thou so regardest him?
4 My hert was hote within me, & whyle I was thus musynge, the fyre kyndled: so that I spake with my tonge.
5 LORDE, let me knowe myne ende, and the nombre of my dayes: that I maye be certified what I wante.
6 Beholde, thou hast made my dayes a spanne longe, and my life is as it were nothinge before the. O how vayne are all men lyuynge?
4 Blessed is he that hath ye God of Iacob for his helpe, and whose hope is in the LORDE his God.
14 & yet ca not tell what shal happe to morowe. For what thinge is youre life? It is euen a vapoure that apereth for a lytell tyme, and the vanysheth awaye:
11 My dayes are gone like a shadowe, and I am wythered like grasse.
11 A vayne thinge is it to cast out many wordes, but what hath a man els?
12 For who knoweth what is good for man lyuynge, in ye dayes of his vayne life, which is but a shadowe? Or, who wil tell a man, what shal happen after him vnder the Sonne?
10 But as for man, when he is deed, perished and consumed awaye, what becommeth of him?
11 The floudes when they be dryed vp, & the ryuers when they be emptie, are fylled agayne thorow the flowinge waters of the see:
9 Namely, yt we are but of yesterdaye, and considre not, that oure dayes vpon earth are buth a very shadow.
12 Neuerthelesse ma abydeth not insoch honor, but is copared vnto ye brute beastes, & becometh like vnto the.
47 Sela. LORDE, how longe wilt thou hyde thy self? For euer? shal thy wrath burne like fyre?
15 All flesh shal come together vnto naught, & all me shal turne agayne vnto earth.
11 When thou punyshest man for synne, thou chastenest him: so that his beutie consumeth awaye, like as it were a mothe. O how vayne are all men?
4 For he cometh to naught, & goeth his waye in to darcknes, and his name is forgotten.
5 Are thy dayes as the dayes of man, and thy yeares as mans yeares?
8 Yf a man lyue many yeares, and be glad in them all, let him remembre the dayes of darcknesse, which shalbe many: & when they come, all thinges shalbe but vanite.
17 What is man, that thou hast him in soch reputacion, and settest so moch by him?
15 For we are but pilgrems & straugers before the, as were all oure fathers. Oure life vpon earth is as a shadowe, and here is no abydinge.
24 For all flesh is as grasse, and all the glory of man is as the floure of grasse. The grasse withereth, & the floure falleth awaye
11 The LORDE knoweth the thoughtes of men, that they are but vayne.
22 Every man can eschue a persone moued in anger, for what doth he wysely?
10 and the rich, in yt he is made lowe. For eue as the flor of ye grasse shal he vanyshe awaye.
11 The Sonne ryseth wt heat and the grasse wydereth, & his floure falleth awaye, and the beautie of the fassion of it perissheth: euen so shal the ryche man perisshe with his abundaunce.
6 my dayes passe ouer more spedely, the a weeuer can weeue out his webbe, and are gone, or I am awarre.
19 for it happeneth vnto men as it doth vnto beastes, & as the one dyeth, so dyeth ye other: yee they haue both one maner of breth, so yt (in this) a man hath no preemynence aboue a beest, but all are subdued vnto vanite.
20 They go all vnto one place, for as they be all of dust, so shal they all turne vnto dust againe.
3 Thou turnest man to destruccion, Agayne, thou sayest: come agayne ye children of men.
4 For a thousande yeares in thy sight are but as yesterdaye that is past, and like as it were a night watch.
1 Is not the life off ma vpon earth a very batayll? Are not his dayes, like the dayes of an hyred seruaunte?
2 O ye sonnes off men: how longe will ye blaspheme myne honoure? why haue ye soch pleasure in vanyte, & seke after lyes?
19 How moch more the shal they (that dwell in houses of claye, whose foundacion is but earth) be moth eaten?
20 They shalbe destroyed from the mornynge vnto the euenynge: yee they shall perish, or euer they be awarre:
4 Oh what is man, yt thou art so myndfull of him? ether the sonne of ma that thou visitest him?
9 Sela. As for men, they are but vayne, me are disceatfull: vpo the weightes they are al together lighter then vanite itself.
9 For when thou art angrie, all or dayes are gone, we brynge or yeares to an ende, as it were a tayle that is tolde.
10 The dayes of oure age are iij. score yeares & ten: & though men be so stronge that they come to iiij. score yeares, yet is their strength then but laboure and sorowe: so soone passeth it awaye, & we are gone.
8 All is but vanite (sayeth the preacher) all is but playne vanite.
11 My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,
6 In the mornynge it is grene and groweth vp, but in the euenynge it is cutt downe and wythered.
5 The dayes of man are shorte, ye nombre of his monethes are knowne only vnto the. Thou hast apoynted him his boundes, he can not go beyonde them.
4 Agayne, I sawe that all trauayle and diligence of laboure was hated of euery man. This is also a vaine thinge, and a vexacion of mynde.
23 but heuynesse, sorowe & disquyetnes all ye dayes of his life? In so moch that his herte can not rest in the night. Is not this also a vayne thinge?