And Barzillai will say to the king, According to what the days of the years of my life, that I shall go up with the king to Jerusalem?
James 4:14 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876 (Which know not that of the morrow. For what your life? For it is a steam, appearing for a little, and then invisible.) Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Yet you do not know [the least thing] about what may happen tomorrow. What is the nature of your life? You are [really] but a wisp of vapor (a puff of smoke, a mist) that is visible for a little while and then disappears [into thin air]. American Standard Version (1901) whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. What is your life? For ye are a vapor that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away. Common English Bible You don’t really know about tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for only a short while before it vanishes. Catholic Public Domain Version consider that you do not know what will be tomorrow. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Whereas you know not what shall be on the morrow. |
And Barzillai will say to the king, According to what the days of the years of my life, that I shall go up with the king to Jerusalem?
Behold, thou gavest my days a hand-breadth, and my life as nothing before thee: but every man stood all vanity. Silence.
And he will remember that they are flesh; a spirit going and not turning back.
Remember me what is life: wherefore in vain didst thou create all the sons of man?
Thou shalt not boast upon the day of the morrow, for thou shalt not know what a day shall bring forth.
Cease to you from man of whom the breath is in his nose: for in what was he reckoned?
Mine age removed, and was carried away from me as a shepherd's tent: I rolled together as a weaver my life: from the thread he will cut me off: from the day even to the night thou wilt finish me.
And the rich, in his humiliation: for as the flower of the grass he shall pass by.
For all flesh as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass dried up, and the flower fell out:
And the end of all has drawn near: be ye therefore of sound mind, and live abstemiously in prayers.
And the world passes away, and its eager desires: but he doing the will of God remains for ever.