9:25 “My days
they speed by without seeing happiness.
16:22 For the years that lie ahead are few,
and then I will go on the way of no return.
17:11 My days have passed, my plans
even
90:5 You bring their lives to an end and they “fall asleep.”
In the morning they are like the grass that sprouts up;
90:6 in the morning it glistens
at evening time it withers
102:11 My days are coming to an end,
and I am withered like grass.
103:15 A person’s life is like grass.
Like a flower in the field it flourishes,
103:16 but when the hot wind
and one can no longer even spot the place where it once grew.
144:4 People
their days like a shadow that disappears.
38:12 My dwelling place
like a shepherd’s tent.
I rolled up my life like a weaver rolls cloth;
from the loom he cuts me off.
You turn day into night and end my life.
38:13 I cry out
like a lion he shatters all my bones;
you turn day into night and end my life.
40:6 A voice says, “Cry out!”
Another asks,
The first voice responds:
and all their promises
40:7 The grass dries up,
the flowers wither,
when the wind sent by the Lord
Surely humanity
4:1 Where do the conflicts and where