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Psalm 90:10

The English Standar Version

The years of our life are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty; yet their span[3] is but toil and trouble; they are soon gone, and we fly away.

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And Jacob said to Pharaoh, "The days of the years of my sojourning are 130 years. Few and evil have been the days of the years of my life, and they have not attained to the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their sojourning."

Then the LORD said, "My Spirit shall not abide in[1] man forever, for he is flesh: his days shall be 120 years."

I am this day eighty years old. Can I discern what is pleasant and what is not? Can your servant taste what he eats or what he drinks? Can I still listen to the voice of singing men and singing women? Why then should your servant be an added burden to my lord the king?

Your servant will go a little way over the Jordan with the king. Why should the king repay me with such a reward?

Now King David was old and advanced in years. And although they covered him with clothes, he could not get warm.

But a man dies and is laid low; man breathes his last, and where is he?

He will fly away like a dream and not be found; he will be chased away like a vision of the night.

They are exalted a little while, and then are gone; they are brought low and gathered up like all others; they are cut off like the heads of grain.

but man is born to trouble as the sparks fly upward.

He remembered that they were but flesh, a wind that passes and comes not again.

My dwelling is plucked up and removed from me like a shepherd's tent; like a weaver I have rolled up my life; he cuts me off from the loom; from day to night you bring me to an end;

And if the person is sixty years old or over, then the valuation for a male shall be fifteen shekels, and for a female ten shekels.

But God said to him, 'Fool! This night your soul is required of you, and the things you have prepared, whose will they be?'

Moses was 120 years old when he died. His eye was undimmed, and his vigor unabated.

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.

I am still as strong today as I was in the day that Moses sent me; my strength now is as my strength was then, for war and for going and coming.




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