Psalms 144:4
Man to vanity hath been like, His days `are' as a shadow passing by.
Man to vanity hath been like, His days `are' as a shadow passing by.
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14 For He hath known our frame, Remembering that we `are' dust.
15 Mortal man! as grass `are' his days, As a flower of the field so he flourisheth;
16 For a wind hath passed over it, and it is not, And its place doth not discern it any more.
1 Man, born of woman! Of few days, and full of trouble!
2 As a flower he hath gone forth, and is cut off, And he fleeth as a shadow and standeth not.
3 Jehovah, what `is' man that Thou knowest him? Son of man, that Thou esteemest him?
4 `Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days -- what it `is',' I know how frail I `am'.
5 Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age `is' as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity `is' every man set up. Selah.
6 Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, `in' vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.
4 His spirit goeth forth, he returneth to his earth, In that day have his thoughts perished.
14 who do not know the thing of the morrow; for what is your life? for it is a vapour that is appearing for a little, and then is vanishing;
11 My days as a shadow `are' stretched out, And I -- as the herb I am withered.
11 For there are many things multiplying vanity; what advantage `is' to man?
12 For who knoweth what `is' good for a man in life, the number of the days of the life of his vanity, and he maketh them as a shadow? for who declareth to man what is after him under the sun?
10 And a man dieth, and becometh weak, And man expireth, and where `is' he?
11 Waters have gone away from a sea, And a river becometh waste and dry.
9 (For of yesterday we `are', and we know not, For a shadow `are' our days on earth.)
12 And man in honour doth not remain, He hath been like the beasts, they have been cut off.
47 Remember, I pray Thee, what `is' life-time? Wherefore in vain hast Thou created All the sons of men?
15 Expire doth all flesh together, And man to dust returneth.
11 With reproofs against iniquity, Thou hast corrected man, And dost waste as a moth his desirableness, Only, vanity `is' every man. Selah.
4 For in vanity he came in, and in darkness he goeth, and in darkness his name is covered,
5 As the days of man `are' Thy days? Thy years as the days of a man?
8 But, if man liveth many years, In all of them let him rejoice, And remember the days of darkness, For they are many! all that is coming `is' vanity.
17 What `is' man that Thou dost magnify him? And that Thou settest unto him Thy heart?
15 for sojourners we `are' before Thee, and settlers, like all our fathers; as a shadow `are' our days on the land, and there is none abiding.
24 because all flesh `is' as grass, and all glory of man as flower of grass; wither did the grass, and the flower of it fell away,
11 He knoweth the thoughts of man, that they `are' vanity.
22 Cease for you from man, Whose breath `is' in his nostrils, For -- in what is he esteemed?
10 and the rich in his becoming low, because as a flower of grass he shall pass away;
11 for the sun did rise with the burning heat, and did wither the grass, and the flower of it fell, and the grace of its appearance did perish, so also the rich in his way shall fade away!
6 My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.
19 For an event `is to' the sons of man, and an event `is to' the beasts, even one event `is' to them; as the death of this, so `is' the death of that; and one spirit `is' to all, and the advantage of man above the beast is nothing, for the whole `is' vanity.
20 The whole are going unto one place, the whole have been from the dust, and the whole are turning back unto the dust.
3 Thou turnest man unto a bruised thing, And sayest, Turn back, ye sons of men.
4 For a thousand years in Thine eyes `are' as yesterday, For it passeth on, yea, a watch by night.
1 Is there not a warfare to man on earth? And as the days of an hireling his days?
2 Sons of men! till when `is' my glory for shame? Ye love a vain thing, ye seek a lie. Selah.
19 Also -- the inhabitants of houses of clay, (Whose foundation `is' in the dust, They bruise them before a moth.)
20 From morning to evening are beaten down, Without any regarding, for ever they perish.
4 What `is' man that Thou rememberest him? The son of man that Thou inspectest him?
9 Only -- vanity `are' the low, a lie the high. In balances to go up they than vanity `are' lighter.
9 For all our days pined away in Thy wrath, We consumed our years as a meditation.
10 Days of our years, in them `are' seventy years, And if, by reason of might, eighty years, Yet `is' their enlargement labour and vanity, For it hath been cut off hastily, and we fly away.
8 Vanity of vanities, said the preacher, the whole `is' vanity.
11 My days have passed by, My devices have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!
6 In the morning it flourisheth, and hath changed, At evening it is cut down, and hath withered.
5 If determined are his days, The number of his months `are' with Thee, His limit Thou hast made, And he passeth not over;
4 And I have seen all the labour, and all the benefit of the work, because for it a man is the envy of his neighbour. Even this `is' vanity and vexation of spirit.
23 For all his days are sorrows, and his travail sadness; even at night his heart hath not lain down; this also `is' vanity.