Be gracious to me, Lord, for I am in distress; My eye is wasted away from grief, my soul and my body too.For my life is spent with sorrow And my years with sighing; My strength has failed because of my guilt, And my body has wasted away.
For who knows what is good for a person during his lifetime, during the few years of his futile life? He will spend them like a shadow. For who can tell a person what will happen after him under the sun?