Leeser(i)
3 Thou turnest man to contrition, and sayest, Return ye children of men.
4 For a thousand years are in thy eyes but as the yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.
5 Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they grow like the grass which changeth.
6 In the morning it blossometh, and is changed: in the evening it is mowed off, and withereth.
7 For thus are we consumed by thy anger, and by thy fury are we terrified.
8 Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our concealed sins before the light of thy countenance.
9 For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we consume our years like a word that is spoken.
10 The days of our years in this life are seventy years; and if by uncommon vigor they be eighty, yet is their greatness trouble and mishap; for it soon hasteneth off, and we fly away.