6 Surely a man walks about as a mere shadow; surely in vain they bustle about. He heaps up possessions but does not know who will gather them in.
7 And now, O Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is for you.
8 From all my transgressions deliver me; do not make me the taunt of the fool.
9 I am mute. I do not open my mouth, for you, yourself, have done it.
10 Remove from me your affliction. By the opposition of your hand I perish.
11 When with rebukes you chastise a man for sin, you consume like a moth his delightful things. Surely everyone is a mere vapor. Selah
12 Hear my prayer, O Yahweh, and listen to my cry for help; do not be deaf to my tears. For I am an alien with you, a sojourner like all my ancestors.