Psalms 39:5
Behold, you have made my days handbreadths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath." Selah.
Behold, you have made my days handbreadths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath." Selah.
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4"Yahweh, show me my end, What is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am.
47Remember how short my time is! For what vanity have you created all the children of men!
48What man is he who shall live and not see death, Who shall deliver his soul from the power of Sheol? Selah.
3Yahweh, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?
4Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
6"Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn't know who shall gather.
7Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.
10Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
11When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath." Selah.
5Are your days as the days of mortals, Or your years as man's years,
5Seeing his days are determined, The number of his months is with you, And you have appointed his bounds that he can't pass;
16I loathe my life. I don't want to live forever. Leave me alone; for my days are but a breath.
17What is man, that you should magnify him, That you should set your mind on him,
11For there are many words that create vanity. What does that profit man?
45You have shortened the days of his youth. You have covered him with shame. Selah.
2You sons of men, how long shall my glory be turned into dishonor? Will you love vanity, and seek after falsehood? Selah.
9Surely men of low degree are just a breath, And men of high degree are a lie. In the balances they will go up. They are together lighter than a breath.
17All the nations are as nothing before him; they are accounted by him as less than nothing, and vanity.
9(For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, Because our days on earth are a shadow.)
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.
15As for man, his days are like grass. As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.
9For all our days have passed away in your wrath. We bring our years to an end as a sigh.
10The 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.
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.
12My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as 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 will you make an end of me.
11My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.
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 abiding.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, My years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
11My days are past, my plans are broken off, As are the thoughts of my heart.
22Stop trusting in man, whose breath is in his nostrils; For of what account is he?
8'Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether; Yet you destroy me.
1"My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
20Aren't my days few? Cease then, Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
4His spirit departs, and he returns to the earth. In that very day, his thoughts perish.
3You turn man to destruction, saying, "Return, you children of men."
4For a thousand years in your sight Are but as yesterday when it is past, As a watch in the night.
12But man, despite his riches, doesn't endure. He is like the animals that perish.
10I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
25"Now my days are swifter than a runner. They flee away, they see no good,
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.
15All this have I seen in my days of vanity: there is a righteous man who perishes in his righteousness, and there is a wicked man who lives long in his evil-doing.
11What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
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.
12Behold, all of you have seen it yourselves; Why then have you become altogether vain?
23For all his days are sorrows, and his travail is grief; yes, even in the night his heart takes no rest. This also is vanity.
14I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and a chasing after wind.
25All men have looked thereon. Man sees it afar off.
8Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher; All is vanity!