And Yaʽ
The days of our lives are seventy years; Or if due to strength, eighty years, Yet the best of them is but toil and exertion; For it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
How many are the days of Your servant? When do You execute right-ruling On those who persecute me?
Teach us to number our days, And let us bring the heart to wisdom.
This is the genealogy of Yaʽ
sons of Pashhur, one thousand two hundred and forty-seven;
And these are all the years of Aḇ
