4For a thousand years in Thine eyes [are] as yesterday, For it passeth on, yea, a watch by night.
5Thou hast inundated them, they are asleep, In the morning as grass he changeth.
6In the morning it flourisheth, and hath changed, At evening it is cut down, and hath withered.
7For we were consumed in Thine anger, And in Thy fury we have been troubled.
8Thou hast set our iniquities before Thee, Our hidden things at the light of Thy face,
9For all our days pined away in Thy wrath, We consumed our years as a meditation.
10Days of our years, in them [are] seventy years, And if, by reason of might, eighty years, Yet [is] their enlargement labour and vanity, For it hath been cut off hastily, and we fly away.
