⁵ Indeed, You have made my days as handbreadths,
And my age is as nothing before You;
Certainly every man at his best state is but ^(A)vapor. Selah

^4 (A)Man is like a breath;
^(B)His days are like a passing shadow.

⁴⁷ Remember how short my time ^(A)is;
For what ^(B)futility have You created all the children of men?

⁹ For all our days have passed away in Your wrath;
We finish our years like a sigh.
¹⁰ The days of our lives are seventy years;
And if by reason of strength they are eighty years,
Yet their boast is only labor and sorrow;
For it is soon cut off, and we fly away.

¹¹ Then I looked on all the works that my hands had done
And on the labor in which I had toiled;
And indeed all was ^(A)vanity and grasping for the wind.
There was no profit under the sun.

^4 (A)For a thousand years in Your sight
Are like yesterday when it is past,
And like a watch in the night.
⁵ You carry them away like a flood;
^(B)They are like a sleep.
In the morning ^(C)they are like grass which grows up:

¹¹ When with rebukes You correct man for iniquity,
You make his beauty ^(A)melt away like a moth;
Surely every man is vapor. Selah