Psalms 90:10
The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
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9 For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.
11 Who knoweth the power of thine anger? even according to thy fear, so is thy wrath.
12 So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.
13 Return, O LORD, how long? and let it repent thee concerning thy servants.
14 O satisfy us early with thy mercy; that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
15 Make us glad according to the days wherein thou hast afflicted us, and the years wherein we have seen evil.
3 Thou turnest man to destruction; and sayest, Return, ye children of men.
4 For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.
5 Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up.
6 In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth.
7 For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.
5 Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man's days,
10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
15 As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
16 For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
4 Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
9 (For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, because our days upon earth are a shadow:)
47 Remember how short my time is: wherefore hast thou made all men in vain?
8 But if a man live many years, and rejoice in them all; yet let him remember the days of darkness; for they shall be many. All that cometh is vanity.
23 He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
24 I said, O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days: thy years are throughout all generations.
4 LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
5 Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
27 The fear of the LORD olongeth days: but the years of the wicked shall be shortened.
10 I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
15 For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as were all our fathers: our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is none abiding.
10 With us are both the grayheaded and very aged men, much elder than thy father.
1 Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.
2 He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
33 Therefore their days did he consume in vanity, and their years in trouble.
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
9 Cast me not off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength faileth.
30 Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall:
11 My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.
2 Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?
9 And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrima are an hundred and thirty years: few and evil have the days of the years of my life been, and have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrima.
4 His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.
28 And the days of Isaac were an hundred and fourscore years.
25 Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.
10 But man dieth, and wasteth away: yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?
18 They hunt our steps, that we cannot go in our streets: our end is near, our days are fulfilled; for our end is come.
20 There shall be no more thence an infant of days, nor an old man that hath not filled his days: for the child shall die an hundred years old; but the sinner being an hundred years old shall be accursed.
18 Now also when I am old and grayheaded, O God, forsake me not; until I have shewed thy strength unto this generation, and thy power to every one that is to come.
10 Forty years long was I grieved with this generation, and said, It is a people that do err in their heart, and they have not known my ways:
10 Therefore remove sorrow from thy heart, and put away evil from thy flesh: for childhood and youth are vanity.
3 And the LORD said, My spirit shall not always strive with man, for that he also is flesh: yet his days shall be an hundred and twenty years.
12 Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.