Moses was 120 years old when he died. His eye was not dim nor his vigor gone.
Now it was when Isaac grew old and his eyes were too dim to see, that he called Esau his elder son, and said to him, “My son.” “Here I am,” he said to him.
Now Israel’s eyes had grown heavy with old age—he could not see. So he brought them near to him, and he kissed them and hugged them.
You will come to the grave in vigor, like sheaves of grain in its season.
They will still yield fruit in old age. They will be full of sap and freshness.
Moses was eighty years old and Aaron eighty-three years old when they spoke to Pharaoh.
“When he was approaching forty years of age, it came into his heart to visit his brothers, Bnei-Yisrael.
“When forty years had passed, an angel appeared to him in the wilderness of Mount Sinai in the flame of a burning bush.
This man led them out, performing wonders and signs in the land of Egypt, and at the Red Sea, and in the wilderness for forty years.
He said to them, “I am 120 years old today. I am no longer able to go out and come in. Adonai has said to me, ‘You are not to cross over this Jordan.’
Bnei-Yisrael wept for Moses in the plains of Moab thirty days. Then the days of weeping, mourning for Moses, were ended.