O Jehovah, make me to know my end, and what is the measure of my days, that I may know how frail I am.

Behold, You have made my days as a handbreadth, and my age is as nothing before You. Surely every man, even though standing tall, is total vanity. Selah.

Remember the time of life; why have you created the sons of men for vanity?

What strong man can live and not see death? Can he deliver his soul from the power of Sheol? Selah

So teach us to number our days, that we may bring about a heart of wisdom.

My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are used up without hope.

The eye of him who sees me shall watch me no more; while your eyes are upon me, I am not.

Arise, O Jehovah, in Your anger; lift up Yourself because of the rage of my enemies, and arouse Yourself for me to the judgment which You have commanded.

And they cried with a loud voice, saying, How long, O Lord, holy and true, until You judge and avenge our blood on those who dwell on the earth?

And a white robe was given to each one of them; and it was said to them that they should rest a little while longer, until both the number of their fellow servants and their brethren, who were about to be killed as they were, was filled up.