But Barzillai said to the king, "How many years have I still to live, that I should go up with the king to Jerusalem?
yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.
This is what I mean, brothers: the appointed time has grown very short. From now on, let those who have wives live as though they had none,
If a man dies, shall he live again? All the days of my service I would wait, till my renewal[2] should come.
And the king said to Barzillai, "Come over with me, and I will provide for you with me in Jerusalem."