你使我的年日窄如手掌；我一生的年数，在你面前如同无有。各人最稳妥的时候，真是全然虚幻。细拉

看哪，你使我的年日窄如手掌，我一生的年数，在你面前如同无有；各人最稳妥的时候，真是全然虚幻。（细拉）

看哪，你使我的年日窄如手掌，我一生的年数，在你面前如同无有；各人最稳妥的时候，真是全然虚幻。（细拉）

你使我的生命转瞬即逝，我的岁月在你眼中不到片刻。人的生命不过是一丝气息，（细拉）

你使我的日子窄如手掌，我的一生在你面前如同无有；各人站得最稳的时候，也只不过是一口气。（细拉）

看哪，你赐给我的年日屈指可数，我的一生在你面前如同无有；所有人站得最稳的时候，也都全然虚空！细拉

你使我的年日窄如手掌；我一生的年數，在你面前如同無有。各人最穩妥的時候，真是全然虛幻。（細拉）

看哪，你使我的年日窄如手掌，我一生的年數，在你面前如同無有；各人最穩妥的時候，真是全然虛幻。（細拉）

看哪，你使我的年日窄如手掌，我一生的年數，在你面前如同無有；各人最穩妥的時候，真是全然虛幻。（細拉）

你使我的生命轉瞬即逝，我的歲月在你眼中不到片刻。人的生命不過是一絲氣息，（細拉）

你使我的日子窄如手掌，我的一生在你面前如同無有；各人站得最穩的時候，也只不過是一口氣。（細拉）

啊，你使我的年日只有幾手掌寬；我的一生在你面前如同無有；各人立在天地間都是虛幻。（細拉）

看哪，你賜給我的年日屈指可數，我的一生在你面前如同無有；所有人站得最穩的時候，也都全然虛空！細拉

爾使我之年歲、數掌可量、我之壽算、在於爾前、若無有兮、世人穩立時、亦皆虛空兮、

予之生命、廣約一掌、自爾視之、一若無物、人雖完體、實則氣而已。

主賜我生命、長不過掌、生存之年、在主前如同無有、一切世人、雖然豎立、亦是虛幻、細拉、

大限何日屆。壽數幾多長。

You have made my days a mere handbreadth; the span of my years is as nothing before you. Everyone is but a breath, even those who seem secure.

You have given me only a few days to live. My whole life doesn’t seem like anything to you. No one lasts any longer than a breath. This is true even for those who feel secure.

Behold, you have made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath! Selah

You have made my life no longer than the width of my hand. My entire lifetime is just a moment to you; at best, each of us is but a breath.” Interlude

In fact, you have made my days just inches long, and my life span is as nothing to you. Yes, every human being stands as only a vapor. Selah

Behold, You have made my days like hand widths, And my lifetime as nothing in Your sight; Certainly all mankind standing is a mere breath. Selah

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

Behold, thou hast made my days as handbreadths; And my life- time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity.[ Selah

You, indeed, have made my days short in length, and my life span as nothing in Your sight. Yes, every mortal man is only a vapor. Selah

Behold, thou hast made my days[ as] an handbreadth; and mine age[ is] as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state[ is] altogether vanity. Selah.

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.

Behold, you have made my days hand widths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath.” Selah.

Remember how fleeting is my life. For what futility you have created all humanity! (niv)

Surely the lowborn are but a breath, the highborn are but a lie. If weighed on a balance, they are nothing; together they are only a breath. (niv)

Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. (niv)

They are like a breath; their days are like a fleeting shadow. (niv)

All our days pass away under your wrath; we finish our years with a moan.Our days may come to seventy years, or eighty, if our strength endures; yet the best of them are but trouble and sorrow, for they quickly pass, and we fly away. (niv)

Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done and what I had toiled to achieve, everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind; nothing was gained under the sun. (niv)

A thousand years in your sight are like a day that has just gone by, or like a watch in the night.Yet you sweep people away in the sleep of death— they are like the new grass of the morning: (niv)

“ My days are swifter than a runner; they fly away without a glimpse of joy.They skim past like boats of papyrus, like eagles swooping down on their prey. (niv)

“ Mortals, born of woman, are of few days and full of trouble.They spring up like flowers and wither away; like fleeting shadows, they do not endure. (niv)

“ Meaningless! Meaningless!” says the Teacher.“ Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless.” (niv)

When you rebuke and discipline anyone for their sin, you consume their wealth like a moth— surely everyone is but a breath. (niv)

And Jacob said to Pharaoh,“ The years of my pilgrimage are a hundred and thirty. My years have been few and difficult, and they do not equal the years of the pilgrimage of my fathers.” (niv)

Before him all the nations are as nothing; they are regarded by him as worthless and less than nothing. (niv)

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

But do not forget this one thing, dear friends: With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day. (niv)