For which cause I suffer also these things: yet I am not ashamed; for I know him whom I have believed, and I am persuaded that he is able to guard that which I have committed unto him against that day.
Yea, even when I am old and grayheaded, O God, forsake me not,\par\tab Until I have declared thy strength unto {\i the next} generation,\par\tab Thy might to every one that is to come.
The days of our years are threescore years and ten,\par\tab Or even by reason of strength fourscore years;\par\tab Yet is their pride but labor and sorrow;\par\tab For it is soon gone, and we fly away.
I am this day fourscore years old: can I discern between good and bad? can thy servant taste what I eat or what I drink? can I hear any more the voice of singing men and singing women? wherefore then should thy servant be yet a burden unto my lord the king?