For all our days have passed away in Your wrath, We spend our years like a whisper.
Let them be as chaff before the wind, With a messenger of יהוה driving on.
Hear my prayer, O יהוה, And give ear to my cry; Do not be silent at my tears; For I am a stranger with You, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.”
See, You have made my days as handbreadths, And my lifetime is as non-existence before You; Only, all men standing, are all breath. Selah.”
So He ended their days in a breath, And their years in trouble.
For a thousand years in Your eyes Are like yesterday that has past, Or like a watch in the night.