"Behold,You have mademy days[as] handbreadths,And my lifetimeas nothingin Your sight;Surelyeverymanat his bestis a merebreath.Selah.
Manis likea merebreath;His daysare like a passingshadow.
Rememberwhatmy spanof lifeis; For whatvanityYou have createdallthe sonsof men!
Menof lowdegreeare onlyvanityand menof rankare a lie;In the balancesthey goup; They are togetherlighter thanbreath.
Thus I consideredallmy activitieswhichmy handshad doneand the laborwhichI had exerted,and beholdallwas vanityand strivingafter windand therewas noprofitunderthe sun.
Yetyou do not knowwhatyour lifewill be like tomorrow.You are [just] a vaporthat appearsfor a little whileand thenvanishes away.
"With reproofsYou chastena manfor iniquity;You consumeas a mothwhat is preciousto him; Surelyeverymanis a merebreath.Selah.
"My daysare swifterthana weaver'sshuttle,And cometo an endwithouthope.
Allthe nationsare as nothingbeforeHim, They are regardedby Him as lessthannothingand meaningless.
"Vanityof vanities,"saysthe Preacher,"Vanityof vanities!Allis vanity."
So Jacobsaidto Pharaoh,"The yearsof my sojourningare one hundredand thirty;fewand unpleasanthave beenthe yearsof my life,norhave they attainedthe yearsthat my fatherslivedduring the daysof their sojourning."
But do not let thisone[fact] escape your notice,beloved,that with the Lordonedayis likea thousandyears,and a thousandyearslikeoneday.
But Barzillaisaidto the king,"Howlonghave I yet to live,that I should goup with the kingto Jerusalem?
Soteachus to numberour days,That we may presentto You a heartof wisdom.
