Psalms 90:3-12

You turn people back into dust. You say, “Go back into dust, human beings.” To you, a thousand years is like the passing of a day, or like a few hours in the night. While people sleep, you take their lives. They are like grass that grows up in the morning. In the morning they are fresh and new, but by evening they dry up and die. We are destroyed by your anger; we are terrified by your hot anger. You have put the evil we have done right in front of you; you clearly see our secret sins. All our days pass while you are angry. Our years end with a moan. Our lifetime is seventy years or, if we are strong, eighty years. But the years are full of hard work and pain. They pass quickly, and then we are gone. Who knows the full power of your anger? Your anger is as great as our fear of you should be. Teach us how short our lives really are so that we may be wise.