Are not my days few? Cease! Leave me alone, that I may take a little comfort,

我的日子不是甚少吗？求你停手宽容我，叫我在往而不返之先，就是往黑暗和死荫之地以先，可以稍得畅快。

我的日子不是短少吗？求你停止，求你放过我，使我可以稍得喜乐，

我的日子不是短少吗？求你停止，求你放过我，使我可以稍得喜乐，

我的年日不多，求你放过我，让我欢乐片刻。

我的日子不是很少吗？请住手，转离我，使我在往黑暗死荫之地以先，

我的日子不是甚少嗎？求你停手寬容我，叫我在往而不返之先－就是往黑暗和死蔭之地以先－可以稍得暢快。

我的日子不是短少嗎？求你停止，求你放過我，使我可以稍得喜樂，

我的日子不是短少嗎？求你停止，求你放過我，使我可以稍得喜樂，

我的年日不多，求你放過我，讓我歡樂片刻。

我的日子不是很少嗎？請住手，轉離我，使我在往黑暗死蔭之地以先，

我一生的日子不是很少麼？停手哦；放寬我吧，使我稍有喜色，

我日非幾希乎、請爾止而舍我、俾我稍得慰藉、

我壽幾何、請爾舍余、庶可少息我力、

主歟、我壽幾何、求主姑寛我、略舍我、

Are not my few days almost over? Turn away from me so I can have a moment’s joy

Aren’t my few days almost over? Leave me so I can have a moment of joy.

Are not my days few? Then cease, and leave me alone, that I may find a little cheer

I have only a few days left, so leave me alone, that I may have a moment of comfort

Are my days not few? Stop it! Leave me alone, so that I can smile a little

Would He not leave my few days alone? Withdraw from me so that I may have a little cheerfulness

Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

Are my days not few? Stop it! Leave me alone, so that I can smile a little

[ Are] not my days few? cease[ then, and] let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

Are not my days few? Cease, then, and leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,

Aren’t my days few? Stop! Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,

“ Man who is born of woman Is of few days and full of trouble.

Remove Your gaze from me, that I may regain strength, Before I go away and am no more.”

Indeed, You have made my days as handbreadths, And my age is as nothing before You; Certainly every man at his best state is but vapor. Selah

“ Now my days are swifter than a runner; They flee away, they see no good.They pass by like swift ships, Like an eagle swooping on its prey.

“ My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, And are spent without hope.Oh, remember that my life is a breath! My eye will never again see good.

Withdraw Your hand far from me, And let not the dread of You make me afraid.

I loathe my life; I would not live forever. Let me alone, For my days are but a breath.“ What is man, that You should exalt him, That You should set Your heart on him,That You should visit him every morning, And test him every moment?How long? Will You not look away from me, And let me alone till I swallow my saliva?Have I sinned? What have I done to You, O watcher of men? Why have You set me as Your target, So that I am a burden to myself?Why then do You not pardon my transgression, And take away my iniquity? For now I will lie down in the dust, And You will seek me diligently, But I will no longer be.”

As for man, his days are like grass; As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.For the wind passes over it, and it is gone, And its place remembers it no more.

For we were born yesterday, and know nothing, Because our days on earth are a shadow.