My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and come to their end 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 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 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.

“ My days are swifter than a runner; they flee away; they see no good.

where then is my hope? Who will see my hope?

My days are past; my plans are broken off, the desires of my heart.

My dwelling is plucked up and removed from me like a shepherd’s tent; like a weaver I have rolled up my life; he cuts me off from the loom; from day to night you bring me to an end;I calmed myself until morning; like a lion he breaks all my bones; from day to night you bring me to an end.

for“ All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls,

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

My days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass.

For when a few years have come I shall go the way from which I shall not return.

yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.

Keep your feet from going unshod and your throat from thirst. But you said,‘ It is hopeless, for I have loved foreigners, and after them I will go.’

For the sun rises with its scorching heat and withers the grass; its flower falls, and its beauty perishes. So also will the rich man fade away in the midst of his pursuits.

Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.

Though he slay me, I will hope in him; yet I will argue my ways to his face.

You sweep them away as with a flood; they are like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning:in the morning it flourishes and is renewed; in the evening it fades and withers.

A voice says,“ Cry!” And I said,“ What shall I cry?” All flesh is grass, and all its beauty is like the flower of the field.The grass withers, the flower fades when the breath of the Lord blows on it; surely the people are grass.

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

Therefore, preparing your minds for action, and being sober-minded, set your hope fully on the grace that will be brought to you at the revelation of Jesus Christ.

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

The wicked is overthrown through his evildoing, but the righteous finds refuge in his death.