"LORD, let me know how my life ends, and the standard by which you will measure my days, whatever it is! Then I will know how transient my life is.
My days pass as swiftly as a hand-loom; they come to their conclusion without hope.
1 Chronicles 29:15
For we are aliens and vagrants in your presence, as were all of our ancestors. Our days on the earth pass away like shadows, and we have no hope.
Because we are of yesterday and we know nothing, for our time on earth is only a shadow.
For he remembered that they were only flesh, a passing wind that doesn't return.
You do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.
"My days pass faster than a runner; but they pass quickly without seeing anything good.
My days are so few, aren't they? So leave me alone, then, so I can smile a little
1 Samuel 20:3
David again took an oath: "Your father certainly knows that I've found favor with you, and so he told himself, "Jonathan must not know this so he won't be upset.' But as certainly as the LORD is alive and living, and as certainly as I'm alive and living, too, there is only a step between me and death."
Remember how short my lifetime is! How powerless have you created all human beings!
He springs up like a flower and then withers. Like a shadow, he disappears and doesn't last.
My life is like a declining shadow, and I am withering like a plant.
A voice says, "Cry out!" So I asked, "What am I to cry out?" "All humanity is grass, and all its loyalty is like the flowers of the field.