Psalm 90:9

Young's Literal Translation 1898

For all our days pined away in Thy wrath, We consumed our years as a meditation.

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They are as chaff before wind, And a messenger of Jehovah driving away.

Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And to my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I am with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.

Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age is as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity is every man set up. Selah.

And He consumeth in vanity their days, And their years in trouble.

For a thousand years in Thine eyes are as yesterday, For it passeth on, yea, a watch by night.