1 So remember your Creator in the days of your youth: before the days of misery come, and years draw near when you will say: “I have no pleasure in them”—
2 before the sun and light and moon and the stars grow dark, and the clouds dissipate after the rain,
3 in the day the keepers of the house tremble, and the strong men stoop, when grinders stop because they are few, and those peering out windows grow dim,
4 when doors are shut in the street and the sound of the mill fades, when one arises at the chirp of a bird and all their songs grow faint,