For allour dayshave declinedin Your fury;We have finishedour yearslikea sigh.
Let them be like chaffbeforethe wind,With the angelof the LORDdriving[them] on.
"Hearmy prayer,O LORD,and giveearto my cry;Do not be silentat my tears;For I am a strangerwith You, A sojournerlike allmy fathers.
"Behold,You have mademy days[as] handbreadths,And my lifetimeas nothingin Your sight;Surelyeverymanat his bestis a merebreath.Selah.
So He broughttheir daysto an endin futilityAnd their yearsin suddenterror.
For a thousandyearsin Your sightAre like yesterdaywhenit passesby, Or [as] a watchin the night.