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

And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years: few and evil have the days of the years of my life been, and have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.

For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as were all our fathers: our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is none abiding.

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.

For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.

My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.

Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.