For all our days pass away in Your wrath; we finish our years like a sigh.
Let them be as chaff before the wind, and the Angel of Jehovah driving away.
Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear to my cry. Do not be silent at my tears, for I am an alien with You, a sojourner, as were all my fathers.
Behold, like a handbreadth You gave my days; even my life was non-existence before You; surely every man standing is all vanity. Selah.
and He ended their days in vanity, and their years in sudden terror.
For a thousand years in Your eyes are as a day, yesterday, when it passes, and as a watch in the night.