'Days' in the Bible

and it cometh to pass, when they have gone round the days of the banquet, that Job doth send and sanctify them, and hath risen early in the morning, and caused to ascend burnt-offerings -- the number of them all -- for Job said, 'Perhaps my sons have sinned, yet blessed God in their heart.' Thus doth Job all the days.

And they sit with him on the earth seven days and seven nights, and there is none speaking unto him a word when they have seen that the pain hath been very great.

Let darkness and death-shade redeem it, Let a cloud tabernacle upon it, Let them terrify it as the most bitter of days.

Is there not a warfare to man on earth? And as the days of an hireling his days?

My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.

I have wasted away -- not to the age do I live. Cease from me, for my days are vanity.

(For of yesterday we are, and we know not, For a shadow are our days on earth.)

My days have been swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have not seen good,

As the days of man are Thy days? Thy years as the days of a man?

Are not my days few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,

With the very aged is wisdom, And with length of days understanding.

Man, born of woman! Of few days, and full of trouble!

If determined are his days, The number of his months are with Thee, His limit Thou hast made, And he passeth not over;

If a man dieth -- doth he revive? All days of my warfare I wait, till my change come.

Both the gray-headed And the very aged are among us -- Greater than thy father in days.

'All days of the wicked he is paining himself, And few years have been laid up for the terrible one.

My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves are for me.

My days have passed by, My devices have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!

They wear out in good their days, And in a moment to Sheol go down.

Wherefore from the Mighty One Times have not been hidden, And those knowing Him have not seen His days.

Who doth make me as in months past, As in the days of God's preserving me?

As I have been in days of my maturity, And the counsel of God upon my tent.

And I say, 'With my nest I expire, And as the sand I multiply days.'

And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock.

And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.

My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Gone before me have days of affliction.

And Elihu hath waited earnestly beside Job with words, for they are older than he in days.

And Elihu son of Barachel the Buzite answereth and saith: -- Young I am in days, and ye are age Therefore I have feared, And am afraid of shewing you my opinion.

I said: Days do speak, And multitude of years teach wisdom.

Fresher is his flesh than a child's, He returneth to the days of his youth.

If they do hear and serve, They complete their days in good, And their years in pleasantness.

Hast thou commanded morning since thy days? Causest thou the dawn to know its place?

Thou hast known -- for then thou art born And the number of thy days are many!

and Job dieth, aged and satisfied with days.