Psalms 39:7

“LORD, show me my end,

what is the measure of my days.

Let me know how frail I am.

Behold, you have made my days hand widths.

My lifetime is as nothing before you.

Surely every man stands as a breath.” Selah.

“Surely every man walks like a shadow.

Surely they busy themselves in vain.

He heaps up, and doesn’t know who shall gather.

Deliver me from all my transgressions.

Don’t make me the reproach of the foolish.

I was mute.

I didn’t open my mouth,

because you did it.

Remove your scourge away from me.

I am overcome by the blow of your hand.