The days of our years are seventy, and of the most valiant eighty years, yet their strength is labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
I am this day eighty years old, and shall I tell the difference between the good and the bad? Shall thy slave enjoy what I eat or what I drink? Shall I hear any more the voice of singing men and singing women? Why then should thy slave be yet a burden unto my lord the king?
For he remembered that they were but flesh: a wind that passes away and does not come again.
And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are one hundred and thirty years; few and evil have the days of the years of my life been and have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.
And Moses was one hundred and twenty years old when he died; his eye was not dim, nor his natural force abated.
Now king David was old and stricken in years, and they covered him with clothes, but he did not become warm.
He shall fly away as a dream and shall not be found: yea, he shall flee away as a vision of the night.
They were exalted for a little while, but are gone and brought low; they are taken out of the way as all others and cut off as the tops of the heads of grain.
before the sun and the light and the moon and the stars are darkened and the clouds return after the rain:
My dwelling place has been moved and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent; he has cut off my life like a weaver: he has cut me off with sickness: between the day and the night thou shalt consume me.
But God said unto him, Thou fool, this night thy soul shall be required of thee; then whose shall those things be which thou hast stored up?