⁴ For they are like a breath of air;
    their days are like a passing shadow.

¹¹ My life passes as swiftly as the evening shadows.
    I am withering away like grass.

²³ I am fading like a shadow at dusk;
    I am brushed off like a locust.

⁵ You have made my life no longer than the width of my hand.
    My entire lifetime is just a moment to you;
    at best, each of us is but a breath.” Interlude

⁶ We are merely moving shadows,
    and all our busy rushing ends in nothing.
We heap up wealth,
    not knowing who will spend it.

⁹ For we were born but yesterday and know nothing.
    Our days on earth are as fleeting as a shadow.