Psalms 90:9
For all our days pined away in Thy wrath, We consumed our years as a meditation.
For all our days pined away in Thy wrath, We consumed our years as a meditation.
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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.
11 Who knoweth the power of Thine anger? And according to Thy fear -- Thy wrath?
12 To number our days aright let `us' know, And we bring the heart to wisdom.
13 Turn back, O Jehovah, till when? And repent concerning Thy servants.
14 Satisfy us at morn `with' Thy kindness, And we sing and rejoice all our days.
15 Cause us to rejoice according to the days Wherein Thou hast afflicted us, The years we have seen evil.
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.
5 Thou hast inundated them, they are asleep, In the morning as grass he changeth.
6 In the morning it flourisheth, and hath changed, At evening it is cut down, and hath withered.
7 For we were consumed in Thine anger, And in Thy fury we have been troubled.
8 Thou hast set our iniquities before Thee, Our hidden things at the light of Thy face,
9 (For of yesterday we `are', and we know not, For a shadow `are' our days on earth.)
45 Thou hast shortened the days of his youth, Hast covered him over `with' shame. Selah.
46 Till when, O Jehovah, art Thou hidden? For ever doth Thy fury burn as fire?
47 Remember, I pray Thee, what `is' life-time? Wherefore in vain hast Thou created All the sons of men?
10 For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.
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.
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.
33 And He consumeth in vanity their days, And their years in trouble.
4 Man to vanity hath been like, His days `are' as a shadow passing by.
11 My days as a shadow `are' stretched out, And I -- as the herb I am withered.
6 My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.
5 As the days of man `are' Thy days? Thy years as the days of a man?
11 My days have passed by, My devices have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!
15 Mortal man! as grass `are' his days, As a flower of the field so he flourisheth;
18 They have hunted our steps from going in our broad-places, Near hath been our end, fulfilled our days, For come hath our end.
23 He hath humbled in the way my power, He hath shortened my days.
24 I say, `My God, take me not up in the midst of my days,' Through all generations `are' Thine years.
5 To the age art Thou angry against us? Dost Thou draw out Thine anger To generation and generation?
25 My days have been swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have not seen good,
3 For consumed in smoke have been my days, And my bones as a fire-brand have burned.
16 Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,
10 `I -- I said in the cutting off of my days, I go in to the gates of Sheol, I have numbered the remnant of mine years.
1 A Prayer of Moses, the man of God. Lord, a habitation Thou -- Thou hast been, To us -- in generation and generation,
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.
20 Why for ever dost Thou forget us? Thou forsakest us for length of days!
5 Till when, O Jehovah? art Thou angry for ever? Thy jealousy doth burn as fire.
12 For our transgressions have been multiplied before Thee, And our sins have testified against us, For our transgressions `are' with us, And our iniquities -- we have known them.
27 The fear of Jehovah addeth days, And the years of the wicked are shortened.
43 Thou hast covered Thyself with anger, And dost pursue us; Thou hast slain -- Thou hast not pitied.
4 His spirit goeth forth, he returneth to his earth, In that day have his thoughts perished.
12 My sojourning hath departed, And been removed from me as a shepherd's tent, I have drawn together, as a weaver, my life, By weakness it cutteth me off, From day unto night Thou dost end me.
22 For hast Thou utterly rejected us? Thou hast been wroth against us -- exceedingly?
10 Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.
1 My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves `are' for me.
9 Our ensigns we have not seen, There is no more a prophet, Nor with us is one knowing how long.
5 For -- a moment `is' in His anger, Life `is' in His good-will, At even remaineth weeping, and at morn singing.
9 Be not wroth, O Jehovah, very sore, Nor for ever remember iniquity, Lo, look attentively, we beseech Thee, Thy people `are' we all.