'Old' in the Bible

Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,

Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress is to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.

For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.

When I have kept silence, become old have my bones, Through my roaring all the day.

Young I have been, I have also become old, And I have not seen the righteous forsaken, And his seed seeking bread.

To the Overseer. -- By sons of Korah. An Instruction. O God, with our ears we have heard, Our fathers have recounted to us, The work Thou didst work in their days, In the days of old.

God doth hear and afflict them, And He sitteth of old. Selah. Because they have no changes, and fear not God,

To him who is riding on the heavens of the heavens of old, Lo, He giveth with His voice a strong voice.

Cast me not off at the time of old age, According to the consumption of my power forsake me not.

And also unto old age and grey hairs, O God, forsake me not, Till I declare Thy strength to a generation, To every one that cometh Thy might.

Remember Thy company. Thou didst purchase of old, Thou didst redeem the rod of Thy inheritance, This mount Zion -- Thou didst dwell in it.

And God is my king of old, Working salvation in the midst of the earth.

I have reckoned the days of old, The years of the ages.

I mention the doings of Jah, For I remember of old Thy wonders,

I open with a simile my mouth, I bring forth hidden things of old,

Still they bring forth in old age, Fat and flourishing are they,

They utter -- they speak an old saw, All working iniquity do boast themselves.

They -- They perish, and Thou remainest, And all of them as a garment become old, As clothing Thou changest them, And they are changed.

I remembered Thy judgments of old, O Jehovah, And I comfort myself.

Of old I have known Thy testimonies, That to the age Thou hast founded them!

For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.

I have remembered days of old, I have meditated on all Thine acts, On the work of Thy hand I muse.