Like a dream, he will fly away\par and no one will ever find him.\par He will be forced away and forgotten\par like a bad dream. {\cf2\super [33]} \par
Psalm 90:5 - Easy To Read Version You sweep us away.\par Our life is like a dream,\par and in the morning,\par we are gone.\par We are like grass.\par Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: In the morning they are like grass which groweth up. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition You carry away [these disobedient people, doomed to die within forty years] as with a flood; they are as a sleep [vague and forgotten as soon as they are gone]. In the morning they are like grass which grows up– American Standard Version (1901) Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: In the morning they are like grass which groweth up. Common English Bible You sweep humans away like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning. Catholic Public Domain Version His truth will surround you with a shield. You will not be afraid: before the terror of the night, Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version His truth shall compass thee with a shield: thou shalt not be afraid of the terror of the night. |
Like a dream, he will fly away\par and no one will ever find him.\par He will be forced away and forgotten\par like a bad dream. {\cf2\super [33]} \par
Those evil people were destroyed\par before it was their time to die.\par They were washed away by the flood.\par
People die from dawn to sunset,\par and no one even notices.\par They die and are gone forever.\par
My days go by quickly\par like the papyrus {\cf2\super [20]} boats.\par My days go by as fast as eagles\par swooping down to catch an animal.\par
Lord, those people will be like a dream\par that we forget when we wake up.\par You will make those people disappear\par like the monsters in our dreams.\par
My home, my shepherd’s tent,\par is being pulled down\par and taken from me.\par I am finished\par like the cloth a man rolls up\par and cuts from the loom. {\cf2\super [367]} \par You finished my life in such a short time!\par
All night I cried loud like a lion.\par But my hopes were crushed\par like a lion eating bones.\par You finished my life in such a short time!\par
A voice said,\par “Speak!”\par So the man said,\par “What should I say?”\par The voice said,\par “People \{don't live forever;\par they\} are all like grass.\par Their goodness is like a wildflower.\par
A powerful wind from the Lord\par blows on the grass,\par and the grass dies\par and the wildflower falls.”\par