“Lord, tell me when the end will come and how long I will live. Let me know how long I have.
“I wish you would hide me in the grave; hide me until your anger is gone. I wish you would set a time and then remember me!
He knows how we were made; he remembers that we are dust.
How long will I live? When will you judge those who are hurting me?
Teach us how short our lives really are so that we may be wise.