Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am in distress. Tears blur my eyes. My body and soul are withering away.I am dying from grief; my years are shortened by sadness. Sin has drained my strength; I am wasting away from within.
In the few days of our meaningless lives, who knows how our days can best be spent? Our lives are like a shadow. Who can tell what will happen on this earth after we are gone?