Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
Jehovah, make me to know mine end, And the measure of my days, what it is; Let me know how frail I am.
Oh remember how short my time is: For what vanity hast thou created all the children of men!
So teach us to number our days, That we may get us a heart of wisdom.
My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.
Arise, O Jehovah, in thine anger; Lift up thyself against the rage of mine adversaries, And awake for me; thou hast commanded judgment.
and they cried with a great voice, saying, How long, O Master, the holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood on them that dwell on the earth?