Psalms 89:47
Remember how short my time is; why have you made all men in vain?
Remember how short my time is; why have you made all men in vain?
How long, LORD? Will you hide yourself forever? Will your wrath keep burning like fire?
Remember how short my time is: wherefore hast thou made all men in vain?
Sela. LORDE, how longe wilt thou hyde thy self? For euer? shal thy wrath burne like fyre?
Remember of what time I am: wherefore shouldest thou create in vaine all the children of men?
Remember what I am, howe short my tyme is of lyfe: wherfore hast thou created in vayne all the sonnes of men?
Remember how short my time is: wherefore hast thou made all men in vain?
Remember how short my time is! For what vanity have you created all the children of men!
Remember, I pray Thee, what `is' life-time? Wherefore in vain hast Thou created All the sons of men?
Oh remember how short my time is: For what vanity hast thou created all the children of men!
Oh remember how short my time is: For what vanity hast thou created all the children of men!
See how short my time is; why have you made all men for no purpose?
Remember how short my time is! For what vanity have you created all the children of men!
Take note of my brief lifespan! Why do you make all people so mortal?
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4LORD, make me to know my end, and the measure of my days, what it is; so I may know how frail I am.
5Behold, you have made my days as a handbreadth; and my age is as nothing before you: truly every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
6Surely every man walks in a vain show: surely they are troubled in vain: he heaps up riches, and does not know who shall gather them.
7And now, Lord, what do I wait for? my hope is in you.
48What man can live and not see death? Shall he deliver his soul from the power of the grave? Selah.
49Lord, where are your former lovingkindnesses, which you swore to David in your truth?
45The days of his youth you have shortened; you have covered him with shame. Selah.
46How long, LORD? Will you hide yourself forever? Shall your wrath burn like fire?
3LORD, what is man, that you take knowledge of him! Or the son of man, that you make account of him!
4Man is like vanity: his days are as a shadow that passes away.
13Oh that You would hide me in the grave, that You would keep me secret, until Your wrath is past, that You would appoint me a set time, and remember me!
14If a man dies, shall he live again? All the days of my appointed time I will wait, till my change comes.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7Oh, remember that my life is a breath; my eye shall see good no more.
16I loathe it; I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are vanity.
17What is man, that you should magnify him, and that you should set your heart upon him?
9For all our days are passed away in your wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.
10The days of our years are seventy years; and if by reason of strength they are eighty years, yet their strength is labor and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
20Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
3You turn man to destruction; and say, Return, you children of men.
23He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
24I said, "O my God, do not take me away in the midst of my days; your years are throughout all generations."
11What is my strength, that I should hope? And what is my end, that I should prolong my life?
2O you sons of men, how long will you turn my glory into shame? How long will you love vanity, and seek after lies? Selah.
5Are Your days as the days of man? Are Your years as man's days,
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
12My lifespan is gone, taken from me like a shepherd's tent: I have cut off my life like a weaver; He cuts me off with pining sickness: from day to night You make an end of me.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
1Is there not an appointed time for man on earth? Are not his days also like the days of a hired worker?
1Man who is born of a woman is of few days and full of trouble.
2He comes forth like a flower and is cut down; he flees also as a shadow and does not continue.
10I said in the prime of my days, I shall go to the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the rest of my years.
9Remember, I beseech You, that You have made me as the clay; and will You bring me into dust again?
10But man dies and wastes away; yes, man gives up the spirit, and where is he?
20Why do You forget us forever, and forsake us for so long?
18Why then have You brought me forth out of the womb? Oh, that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!
20I have sinned; what shall I do unto you, O preserver of men? Why have you set me as a mark against you, so that I am a burden to myself?
1How long will You forget me, O LORD? Forever? How long will You hide Your face from me?
29If I am wicked, why then do I labor in vain?
11When you correct a man for iniquity with rebukes, you make his beauty to fade like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.
12So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts to wisdom.
13Return, O LORD, how long? and let it repent you concerning your servants.
15And where now is my hope? As for my hope, who shall see it?
4His breath departs, he returns to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.
14LORD, why do you cast off my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?
4What is man, that you are mindful of him? And the son of man, that you visit him?
11Since there are many things that increase vanity, what advantage does man have?
3Why are we counted as beasts, and considered vile in your sight?
4Do you not know this of old, since man was placed on earth,