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You have made my days a few handbreadths,
    and my lifetime is as nothing in your sight.
Surely everyone stands as a mere breath. Selah(A)

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They are like a breath;
    their days are like a passing shadow.(A)

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

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  1. 89.47 Meaning of Heb uncertain

For all our days pass away under your wrath;
    our years come to an end[a] like a sigh.(A)
10 The days of our life are seventy years
    or perhaps eighty, if we are strong;
even then their span[b] is only toil and trouble;
    they are soon gone, and we fly away.(B)

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  1. 90.9 Syr: Heb we bring our years to an end
  2. 90.10 Cn Compare Gk Syr Jerome Tg: Heb pride

Those of low estate are but a breath;
    those of high estate are a delusion;
in the balances they go up;
    they are together lighter than a breath.(A)

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11 Then I considered all that my hands had done and the toil I had spent in doing it, and again, all was vanity and a chasing after wind, and there was nothing to be gained under the sun.(A)

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14 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.(A)

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For a thousand years in your sight
    are like yesterday when it is past
    or like a watch in the night.(A)

You sweep them away; they are like a dream,
    like grass that is renewed in the morning;(B)

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11 “You chastise mortals
    in punishment for sin,
consuming like a moth what is dear to them;
    surely everyone is a mere breath. Selah(A)

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14 “A mortal, born of woman, few of days and full of trouble,(A)
    comes up like a flower and withers,
    flees like a shadow and does not last.(B)

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25 “My days are swifter than a runner;
    they flee away; they see no good.
26 They go by like skiffs of reed,
    like an eagle swooping on the prey.(A)

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My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle
    and come to their end without hope.[a](A)

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  1. 7.6 Or as the thread runs out

17 All the nations are as nothing before him;
    they are accounted by him as less than nothing and emptiness.(A)

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Vanity of vanities, says the Teacher,
    vanity of vanities! All is vanity.(A)

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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.”

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But do not ignore this one fact, beloved, that with the Lord one day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like one day.(A)

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