My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, And are spent without hope.

我的日子比梭更快，都消耗在无指望之中。

我的日子比织布的梭更快，都消耗在没有指望之中。

我的日子比织布的梭更快，都消耗在没有指望之中。

我的年日飞逝，比梭还快，转眼结束，毫无盼望。

我过的日子比梭还要快，在毫无盼望之中而结束。

我的日子比梭更快，都消耗在無指望之中。

我的日子比織布的梭更快，都消耗在沒有指望之中。

我的日子比織布的梭更快，都消耗在沒有指望之中。

我的年日飛逝，比梭還快，轉眼結束，毫無盼望。

我過的日子比梭還要快，在毫無盼望之中而結束。

我的日子比梭還快，都消耗於無指望中。

我日速於梭、消磨於無望、

日月如梭、終身無希望矣。

我日速逝、較織者之梭尤速、悉消沒於無望之中、

“ My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and they come to an end without hope.

“ My days pass by faster than a weaver can work. They come to an end. I don’t have any hope.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and come to their end without hope.

“ My days fly faster than a weaver’s shuttle. They end without hope.

My days pass more swiftly than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, And they come to an end without hope.

“ My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, And are spent without hope.

My days pass more swiftly than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.

Now my days are swifter than a post: They flee away, they see no good.

Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?

My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.

My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as a shepherd’s tent: I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life; he will cut me off from the loom: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.I quieted myself until morning; as a lion, so he breaketh all my bones: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.

For, All flesh is as grass, And all the glory thereof as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower falleth:

As for man, his days are as grass; As a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; And the place thereof shall know it no more.

My days are like a shadow that declineth; And I am withered like grass.

For when a few years are come, I shall go the way whence I shall not return.

whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. What is your life? For ye are a vapor that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.

Withhold thy foot from being unshod, and thy throat from thirst. But thou saidst, It is in vain; no, for I have loved strangers, and after them will I go.

For the sun ariseth with the scorching wind, and withereth the grass; and the flower thereof falleth, and the grace of the fashion of it perisheth: so also shall the rich man fade away in his goings.

Man is like to vanity: His days are as a shadow that passeth away.

Behold, he will slay me; I have no hope: Nevertheless I will maintain my ways before him.

Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: In the morning they are like grass which groweth up.In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; In the evening it is cut down, and withereth.

The voice of one saying, Cry. And one said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field.The grass withereth, the flower fadeth, because the breath of Jehovah bloweth upon it; surely the people is grass.

What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, that I should be patient?

Wherefore girding up the loins of your mind, be sober and set your hope perfectly on the grace that is to be brought unto you at the revelation of Jesus Christ;

that ye were at that time separate from Christ, alienated from the commonwealth of Israel, and strangers from the covenants of the promise, having no hope and without God in the world.

The wicked is thrust down in his evil- doing; But the righteous hath a refuge in his death.