Psalm 39:5 - Revised Standard Version (RSV-CI) Behold, thou hast made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing in thy sight. Surely every man 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. |
And Jacob said to Pharaoh, “The days of the years of my sojourning are a hundred and 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 sojourning.”
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.
When thou dost chasten man with rebukes for sin, thou dost consume like a moth what is dear to him; surely every man is a mere breath! Selah
Men of low estate are but a breath, men of high estate are a delusion; in the balances they go up; they are together lighter than a breath.
Remember, O Lord, what the measure of life is, for what vanity thou hast created all the sons of men!
Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher, 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 behold, all was vanity and a striving 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.
whereas you do not know about tomorrow. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.
But do not ignore this one fact, beloved, that with the Lord one day is as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day.