5 Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep; in the morning they are like grass which groweth.
6 In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth.
7 For we are consumed by thy anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.
8 Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance.
9 For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years, as a tale that is told.
10 The days of our years are seventy years; and if by reason of strength they are eighty years, yet is their strength labor and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
11 Who knoweth the power of thy anger? even according to thy fear, so is thy wrath.