³⁹ He remembered that they were but flesh,
    a wind that passes and does not come again.^(A)

⁵⁰ Remember, O Lord, how your servant is taunted,
    how I bear in my bosom the insults of the peoples,^[a](A)

⁴⁷ Remember how short my time is—^[a]
    for what vanity you have created all mortals!^(A)

²² Rise up, O God, plead your cause;
    remember how the impious scoff at you all day long.^(A)

²¹ before I go, never to return,
    to the land of gloom and deep darkness,
²² the land of gloom^[a] and chaos,
    where light is like darkness.’ ”

⁹ Remember that you fashioned me like clay,
    and will you turn me to dust again?^(A)