See how short my time is; why have you made all men for no purpose?
O keep in mind that you made me out of earth; and will you send me back again to dust?
As for man, the son of woman, his days are short and full of trouble.
O, keep in mind that my life is wind: my eye will never again see good.
How short is the life of your servant! when will you give your decision against those who are attacking me?
Man is like a breath: his life is like a shade which is quickly gone.
How long, O Lord? will you be angry for ever? will your wrath go on burning like fire?
When you are not certain what will take place tomorrow. What is your life? It is a mist, which is seen for a little time and then is gone.