Jacob said to Pharaoh, “The years of my earthly sojourn are one hundred thirty; few and hard have been the years of my life. They do not compare with the years of the life of my ancestors during their long sojourn.”
Psalm 39:5 - New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021 You have made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing in your sight. Surely everyone stands as a mere breath. Selah More versionsKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; And mine age is as nothing before thee: Verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Behold, You have made my days as [short as] handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing in Your sight. Truly every man at his best is merely a breath! Selah [pause, and think calmly of that]! American Standard Version (1901) Behold, thou hast made my days as handbreadths; And my life-time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. [Selah Common English Bible You’ve made my days so short; my lifetime is like nothing in your eyes. Yes, a human life is nothing but a puff of air! Selah Catholic Public Domain Version Blessed is the man whose hope is in the name of the Lord, and who has no respect for vanities and absurd falsehoods. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Blessed is the man whose trust is in the name of the Lord; and who hath not had regard to vanities, and lying follies. |
Jacob said to Pharaoh, “The years of my earthly sojourn are one hundred thirty; few and hard have been the years of my life. They do not compare with the years of the life of my ancestors during their long sojourn.”
But Barzillai said to the king, “How many years have I still to live, that I should go up with the king to Jerusalem?
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and come to their end without hope.
“You chastise mortals in punishment for sin, consuming like a moth what is dear to them; surely everyone is a mere breath. Selah
Those of low estate are but a breath; those of high estate are a delusion; in the balances they go up; they are together lighter than a breath.
Remember how short my time is— for what vanity you have created all mortals!
Vanity of vanities, says the Teacher, vanity of vanities! All is vanity.
Then I considered all that my hands had done and the toil I had spent in doing it, and again, all was vanity and a chasing after wind, and there was nothing to be gained under the sun.
All the nations are as nothing before him; they are accounted by him as less than nothing and emptiness.
Yet you do not even know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.
But do not ignore this one fact, beloved, that with the Lord one day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like one day.