Psalms 102:3

Behold, you have made my days hand widths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath.”

For, “All flesh is like grass, and all of man’s glory like the flower in the grass. The grass withers, and its flower falls;

Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye will no more see good.

By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.

Whereas you don’t know what your life will be like tomorrow. For what is your life? For you are a vapor that appears for a little time, and then vanishes away.

Who is like you, Yahweh, among the gods? Who is like you, glorious in holiness, fearful in praises, doing wonders?

But he saves from the sword of their mouth, even the needy from the hand of the mighty.

His flesh is so consumed away that it can’t be seen. His bones that were not seen stick out.

Let me hear joy and gladness, that the bones which you have broken may rejoice.

He remembered that they were but flesh, a wind that passes away, and doesn’t come again.

The days of our years are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty years; yet their pride is but labor and sorrow, for it passes quickly, and we fly away.

I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.

Their appearance is blacker than a coal. They are not known in the streets. Their skin clings to their bones. It is withered. It has become like a stick.

I heard, and my body trembled. My lips quivered at the voice. Rottenness enters into my bones, and I tremble in my place, because I must wait quietly for the day of trouble, for the coming up of the people who invade us.

Jacob said to Pharaoh, “The years of my pilgrimage are one hundred thirty years. The days of the years of my life have been few and evil. They have not attained to the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.”

So Satan went out from the presence of Yahweh, and struck Job with painful sores from the sole of his foot to his head.

know now that God has subverted me, and has surrounded me with his net.

My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am faint. Yahweh, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

He delivered me from my strong enemy, from those who hated me; for they were too mighty for me.

I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. It is melted within me.

But the wicked shall perish. The enemies of Yahweh shall be like the beauty of the fields. They will vanish— vanish like smoke.

As smoke is driven away, so drive them away. As wax melts before the fire, so let the wicked perish at the presence of God.

There is no one like you among the gods, Lord, nor any deeds like your deeds.

Yahweh, God of Armies, who is a mighty one, like you? Yah, your faithfulness is around you.

because of your indignation and your wrath; for you have taken me up and thrown me away.

for Yahweh will plead their case, and plunder the life of those who plunder them.

For who knows what is good for man in life, all the days of his vain life which he spends like a shadow? For who can tell a man what will be after him under the sun?

Stop trusting in man, whose breath is in his nostrils; for of what account is he?

“Israel is a hunted sheep. The lions have driven him away. First, the king of Assyria devoured him, and now at last Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon has broken his bones.”

“From on high has he sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them. He has spread a net for my feet. He has turned me back. He has made me desolate and I faint all day long.

Our skin is black like an oven, because of the burning heat of famine.

I will spread my net on him, and he will be taken in my snare. I will bring him to Babylon, and will enter into judgment with him there for his trespass that he has trespassed against me.

The world is passing away with its lusts, but he who does God’s will remains forever.

“So let all your enemies perish, Yahweh, but let those who love him be as the sun when it rises in its strength.” Then the land had rest forty years.

“Now my days are swifter than a runner. They flee away. They see no good.

He grows up like a flower, and is cut down. He also flees like a shadow, and doesn’t continue.

You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me. It testifies to my face.

I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.

For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.

“Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn’t know who shall gather.

You brought us into prison. You laid a burden on our backs.

Your righteousness also, God, reaches to the heavens; you have done great things. God, who is like you?

Surely you set them in slippery places. You throw them down to destruction.

For, behold, your enemies, Yahweh, for, behold, your enemies shall perish. All the evildoers will be scattered.

The ropes of the wicked bind me, but I won’t forget your law.

The way of Yahweh is a stronghold to the upright, but it is a destruction to the workers of iniquity.

He has turned away my ways, and pulled me in pieces. He has made me desolate.

I will also spread my net on him, and he will be taken in my snare. I will bring him to Babylon to the land of the Chaldeans; yet he will not see it, though he will die there.

No one puts new wine into old wine skins, or else the new wine will burst the skins, and it will be spilled, and the skins will be destroyed.

I tell you, no, but unless you repent, you will all perish in the same way.

and those who use the world, as not using it to the fullest. For the mode of this world passes away.

You have forgotten the exhortation which reasons with you as with children, “My son, don’t take lightly the chastening of the Lord, nor faint when you are reproved by him;

and the rich, in that he is made humble, because like the flower in the grass, he will pass away.

He looked toward Sodom and Gomorrah, and toward all the land of the plain, and saw that the smoke of the land went up as the smoke of a furnace.

The priest shall burn them on the altar: it is the food of the offering made by fire, for a pleasant aroma; all the fat is Yahweh’s.

Yahweh will not pardon him, but then Yahweh’s anger and his jealousy will smoke against that man, and all the curse that is written in this book will fall on him, and Yahweh will blot out his name from under the sky.

My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

He lurks in secret as a lion in his ambush. He lies in wait to catch the helpless. He catches the helpless when he draws him in his net.

But you do see trouble and grief. You consider it to take it into your hand. You help the victim and the fatherless.

For he has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted, Neither has he hidden his face from him; but when he cried to him, he heard.

This poor man cried, and Yahweh heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.

All my bones shall say, “Yahweh, who is like you, who delivers the poor from him who is too strong for him; yes, the poor and the needy from him who robs him?”

The wicked have drawn out the sword, and have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, to kill those who are upright on the path.

There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation, neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.

For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

For I have become like a wineskin in the smoke. I don’t forget your statutes.

“To whom then will you liken me? Who is my equal?” says the Holy One.

Who shouldn’t fear you, King of the nations? For it belongs to you. Because among all the wise men of the nations, and in all their royal estate, there is no one like you.

He has made my flesh and my skin old. He has broken my bones.

I tell you, no, but, unless you repent, you will all perish in the same way.”

for our God is a consuming fire.

But these, as unreasoning creatures, born natural animals to be taken and destroyed, speaking evil in matters about which they are ignorant, will in their destroying surely be destroyed,