4 For you, a thousand years are as a passing day,as brief as a few night hours.
5 You sweep people away like dreams that disappear.They are like grass that springs up in the morning.
6 In the morning it blooms and flourishes,but by evening it is dry and withered.
7 We wither beneath your anger;we are overwhelmed by your fury.
8 You spread out our sins before you—our secret sins—and you see them all.
9 We live our lives beneath your wrath,ending our years with a groan.
10 Seventy years are given to us!Some even live to eighty.But even the best years are filled with pain and trouble;soon they disappear, and we fly away.