O remember how short my time is, for what vanity thou have created all the sons of men!
Man, who is born of a woman, is of few days, and full of trouble.
Remember, I beseech thee, that thou have fashioned me as clay. And will thou bring me into dust again?
O remember that my life is a breath. My eye shall no more see good.
men who know not of the morrow. For what is your life? For it will be a vapor that appears for a little while, and then also vanishes away--
Man is like vanity. His days are as a shadow that passes away.
How many are the days of thy servant? When will thou execute judgment on those who persecute me?
How long, O LORD? will thou be angry forever? Shall thy jealousy burn like fire?