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Psalm 90:10

New Century Version

Our lifetime is seventy years or, if we are strong, eighty years. But the years are full of hard work and pain. They pass quickly, and then we are gone.

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Jacob said to him, “My life has been spent wandering from place to place. It has been short and filled with trouble—only one hundred thirty years. My ancestors lived much longer than I.”

The Lord said, “My Spirit will not remain in human beings forever, because they are flesh. They will live only 120 years.”

I am eighty years old! I am too old to taste what I eat or drink. I am too old to hear the voices of men and women singers. Why should you be bothered with me?

I am not worthy of a reward from you, but I will cross the Jordan River with you.

At this time King David was very old, and although his servants covered him with blankets, he could not keep warm.

But we die, and our bodies are laid in the ground; we take our last breath and are gone.

They will fly away like a dream and not be found again; they will be chased away like a vision in the night.

For a little while they are important, and then they die; they are laid low and buried like everyone else; they are cut off like the heads of grain.

People produce trouble as surely as sparks fly upward.

He remembered that they were only human, like a wind that blows and does not come back.

Like a shepherd’s tent, my home has been pulled down and taken from me. I am finished like the cloth a weaver rolls up and cuts from the loom. In one day you brought me to this end.

The price for a man sixty years old or older is about six ounces of silver; for a woman it is about four ounces of silver.

“But God said to him, ‘Foolish man! Tonight your life will be taken from you. So who will get those things you have prepared for yourself?’

Moses was one hundred twenty years old when he died. His eyes were not weak, and he was still strong.

But you do not know what will happen tomorrow! Your life is like a mist. You can see it for a short time, but then it goes away.

I am still as strong today as I was the day Moses sent me out, and I am just as ready to fight now as I was then.




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