And life will be brighter than the noonday; though there be darkness, it will be like the morning.

For the music director, a psalm by the Korahites. Listen to this, all you nations! Pay attention, all you inhabitants of the world!

Take note of my brief lifespan! Why do you make all people so mortal?

Lord, use your power to deliver me from these murderers, from the murderers of this world! They enjoy prosperity; you overwhelm them with the riches they desire. They have many children, and leave their wealth to their offspring.

Look, you make my days short-lived, and my life span is nothing from your perspective. Surely all people, even those who seem secure, are nothing but vapor.