Psalms 90:10
The days of our years are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty years; yet their pride is but labor and sorrow, for it passes quickly, and we fly away.
The days of our years are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty years; yet their pride is but labor and sorrow, for it passes quickly, and we fly away.
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9For all our days have passed away in your wrath. We bring our years to an end as a sigh.
11Who knows the power of your anger, your wrath according to the fear that is due to you?
12So teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
13Relent, Yahweh! How long? Have compassion on your servants!
14Satisfy us in the morning with your loving kindness, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
15Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us, for as many years as we have seen evil.
3You turn man to destruction, saying, "Return, you children of men."
4For a thousand years in your sight are just like yesterday when it is past, like a watch in the night.
5You sweep them away as they sleep. In the morning they sprout like new grass.
6In the morning it sprouts and springs up. By evening, it is withered and dry.
7For we are consumed in your anger. We are troubled in your wrath.
5Are your days as the days of mortals, or your years as man's years,
10For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
15As for man, his days are like grass. As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.
16For the wind passes over it, and it is gone. Its place remembers it no more.
4Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
9(For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, because our days on earth are a shadow.)
47Remember how short my time is! For what vanity have you created all the children of men!
8Yes, if a man lives many years, let him rejoice in them all; but let him remember the days of darkness, for they shall be many. All that comes is vanity.
23He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.
24I said, "My God, don't take me away in the midst of my days. Your years are throughout all generations.
4"Yahweh, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am.
5Behold, you have made my days handbreadths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath." Selah.
27The fear of Yahweh prolongs days, but the years of the wicked shall be shortened.
10I said, "In the middle of my life I go into the gates of Sheol. I am deprived of the residue of my years."
15For we are strangers before you, and foreigners, as all our fathers were. Our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is no remaining.
10With us are both the gray-headed and the very aged men, much elder than your father.
1"Man, 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 also flees like a shadow, and doesn't continue.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
33Therefore he consumed their days in vanity, and their years in terror.
11My days are past, my plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.
9Don't reject me in my old age. Don't forsake me when my strength fails.
30Even the youths faint and get weary, and the young men utterly fall;
11My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.
2Of what use is the strength of their hands to me, men in whom ripe age has perished?
9Jacob said to Pharaoh, "The days of the years of my pilgrimage are one hundred thirty years. Few and evil have been the days of the years of my life, and they have not attained to the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage."
4His spirit departs, and he returns to the earth. In that very day, his thoughts perish.
28The days of Isaac were one hundred eighty years.
25"Now my days are swifter than a runner. They flee away, they see no good,
10But man dies, and is laid low. Yes, man gives up the spirit, and where is he?
18They hunt our steps, so that we can't go in our streets: Our end is near, our days are fulfilled; for our end is come.
20"There shall be no more there an infant of days, nor an old man who has not filled his days; for the child shall die one hundred years old, and the sinner being one hundred years old shall be accursed.
18Yes, even when I am old and gray-haired, God, don't forsake me, until I have declared your strength to the next generation, your might to everyone who is to come.
10Forty long years I was grieved with that generation, and said, "It is a people that errs in their heart. They have not known my ways."
10Therefore remove sorrow from your heart, and put away evil from your flesh; for youth and the dawn of life are vanity.
3Yahweh said, "My Spirit will not strive with man forever, because he also is flesh; yet will his days be one hundred twenty years."
12My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like a shepherd's tent. I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life. He will cut me off from the loom. From day even to night you will make an end of me.