6 In the morning it blooms only to pass away;in the evening it is wilted and withered.
7 Truly we are consumed by your anger,filled with terror by your wrath.
8 You have kept our faults before you,our hidden sins in the light of your face.
9 Our life ebbs away under your wrath;our years end like a sigh.
10 Seventy is the sum of our years,or eighty, if we are strong;Most of them are toil and sorrow;they pass quickly, and we are gone.
11 Who comprehends the strength of your anger?Your wrath matches the fear it inspires.
12 Teach us to count our days aright,that we may gain wisdom of heart.