Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
We are but
My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle and they come to an end without hope.
Jacob said to Pharaoh, "All the years of my travels are 130. All the years of my life have been few and painful; the years of my travels are not as long as those of my ancestors."
1 Chronicles 29:15
For we are resident foreigners and nomads in your presence, like all our ancestors; our days are like a shadow on the earth, without security.
Look, you make my days short-lived, and my life span is nothing from your perspective. Surely all people, even those who seem secure, are nothing but vapor.
Yes, in your eyes a thousand years are like yesterday that quickly passes, or like one of the divisions of the nighttime.
My days are coming to an end, and I am withered like grass.
People are like a vapor, their days like a shadow that disappears.
I said to myself, 'Age should speak, and length of years should make wisdom known.'