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Psalm 90:10 - New Revised Standard Version

10 The days of our life are seventy years, or perhaps eighty, if we are strong; even then their span is only toil and trouble; they are soon gone, and we fly away.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

10 The days of our years are threescore years and ten; And if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, Yet is their strength labour and sorrow; For it is soon cut off, and we fly away.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

10 The days of our years are threescore years and ten (seventy years)–or even, if by reason of strength, fourscore years (eighty years); yet is their pride [in additional years] only labor and sorrow, for it is soon gone, and we fly away.

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American Standard Version (1901)

10 The days of our years are threescore years and ten, Or even by reason of strength fourscore years; Yet is their pride but labor and sorrow; For it is soon gone, and we fly away.

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Common English Bible

10 We live at best to be seventy years old, maybe eighty, if we’re strong. But their duration brings hard work and trouble because they go by so quickly. And then we fly off.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

10 Disaster will not draw near to you, and the scourge will not approach your tabernacle.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

10 There shall no evil come to thee: nor shall the scourge come near thy dwelling.

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Psalm 90:10
17 Tagairtí Cros  

Jacob said to Pharaoh, “The years of my earthly sojourn are one hundred thirty; few and hard have been the years of my life. They do not compare with the years of the life of my ancestors during their long sojourn.”


Then the Lord said, “My spirit shall not abide in mortals forever, for they are flesh; their days shall be one hundred twenty years.”


Today I am eighty years old; can I discern what is pleasant and what is not? Can your servant taste what he eats or what he drinks? Can I still listen to the voice of singing men and singing women? Why then should your servant be an added burden to my lord the king?


Your servant will go a little way over the Jordan with the king. Why should the king recompense me with such a reward?


King David was old and advanced in years; and although they covered him with clothes, he could not get warm.


But mortals die, and are laid low; humans expire, and where are they?


They will fly away like a dream, and not be found; they will be chased away like a vision of the night.


They are exalted a little while, and then are gone; they wither and fade like the mallow; they are cut off like the heads of grain.


but human beings are born to trouble just as sparks fly upward.


He remembered that they were but flesh, a wind that passes and does not come again.


My dwelling is plucked up and removed from me like a shepherd's tent; like a weaver I have rolled up my life; he cuts me off from the loom; from day to night you bring me to an end;


And if the person is sixty years old or over, then the equivalent for a male is fifteen shekels, and for a female ten shekels.


But God said to him, ‘You fool! This very night your life is being demanded of you. And the things you have prepared, whose will they be?’


Moses was one hundred twenty years old when he died; his sight was unimpaired and his vigor had not abated.


Yet you do not even know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.


I am still as strong today as I was on the day that Moses sent me; my strength now is as my strength was then, for war, and for going and coming.


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