Behold, you have made my days as a handbreadth; and my age is as nothing before you: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
When you with rebukes do correct man for iniquity, you make his beauty melt away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.
Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passes away.
O remember that my life is a breath: my eye shall no more see good.
I loathe it; I would not live always: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
The LORD knows the thoughts of man, that they are vanity.