Behold, thou hast made my days as a handbreadth, and my age is as nothing before thee; verily every man that lives is altogether vanity. Selah.
When thou with chastening dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his greatness to consume away like a moth; surely every man is vanity. Selah.
Man is like unto vanity; his days are as a shadow that passes away.
Remember thou that my life is wind and that my eyes shall not return to see good.
I loathed life; I do not desire to live for ever; let me alone; for my days are vanity.
The LORD knows the thoughts of man, that they are vanity.