“Lord, let me know my end, and what is the measure of my days, that I may know how frail I am.
“Oh, that You would hide me in the grave, that You would conceal me until Your wrath is past, that You would appoint me a set time and remember me!
For He knows our frame; He remembers that we are dust.
How many are the days of Your servant? When will You execute judgment on those who persecute me?
So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.