For all our days have passed away in your wrath. We bring our years to an end as a sigh.
Let them be as chaff before the wind, The LORD's angel driving them on.
*Hear my prayer, LORD, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.
Behold, you have made my days handbreadths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath.* Selah.
Therefore he consumed their days in vanity, and their years in terror.
For a thousand years in your sight are just like yesterday when it is past, like a watch in the night.