My days fly by faster than a runner; they flee without seeing any good.They sweep by like boats made of papyrus, like an eagle swooping down on its prey.
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“ Certainly, man walks about like a mere shadow. Indeed, they frantically rush around in vain, gathering possessions without knowing who will get them.
