4 “Lord, make me to know my end,and what is the measure of my days,that I may know how transient I am.
5 Indeed, You have made my days as a handbreadth,and my age is as nothing before You;indeed every man at his best is as a breath.” Selah
6 Surely every man walks in a mere shadow;surely he goes as a breath;he heaps up riches, and does not know who will gather them.
7 Now, Lord, what do I wait for?My hope is in You.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions;do not make me the reproach of the foolish.
9 I was speechless, I did not open my mouth,because You did it.
10 Remove Your blow from me;I am consumed by the hostility of Your hand.