Psalms 90:10

For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.

Yes, if a man lives many years, let him rejoice in them all; but let him remember the days of darkness, for they shall be many. All that comes is vanity.

For what will it profit a man, if he gains the whole world, and forfeits his life? Or what will a man give in exchange for his life?

All his sons and all his daughters rose up to comfort him, but he refused to be comforted. He said, “For I will go down to Sheol to my son, mourning.” His father wept for him.

If you take this one also from me, and harm happens to him, you will bring down my gray hairs with sorrow to Sheol.’

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

As the partridge that sits on eggs which she has not laid, so is he who gets riches, and not by right. In the middle of his days, they will leave him. At his end, he will be a fool.

It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in his youth.

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;

Yahweh said, “My Spirit will not strive with man forever, because he also is flesh; so his days will be one hundred twenty years.”

You will be blessed above all peoples. There won’t be male or female barren among you, or among your livestock.

I am eighty years old, today. Can I discern between good and bad? Can your servant taste what I eat or what I drink? Can I hear the voice of singing men and singing women any more? Why then should your servant be a burden to my lord the king?

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

For yet a little while, and the wicked will be no more. Yes, though you look for his place, he isn’t there.

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

As a dream when one wakes up, so, Lord, when you awake, you will despise their fantasies.

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

You sweep them away as they sleep. In the morning they sprout like new grass.

redeeming the time, because the days are evil.

When Isaac was old, and his eyes were dim, so that he could not see, he called Esau his elder son, and said to him, “My son?” He said to him, “Here I am.”

He recognized it, and said, “It is my son’s tunic. An evil animal has devoured him. Joseph is without doubt torn in pieces.”

But Jacob didn’t send Benjamin, Joseph’s brother, with his brothers; for he said, “Lest perhaps harm happen to him.”

Moses was one hundred twenty years old when he died. His eye was not dim, nor his strength gone.

David said to him, “If you pass on with me, then you will be a burden to me;

Now king David was old and advanced in years; and they covered him with clothes, but he couldn’t keep warm.

You will come to your grave in a full age, like a shock of grain comes in its season.

But man dies, and is laid low. Yes, man gives up the spirit, and where is he?

For what is the hope of the godless, when he is cut off, when God takes away his life?

Come, you children, listen to me. I will teach you the fear of Yahweh.

Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it.

I also gathered silver and gold for myself, and the treasure of kings and of the provinces. I got myself male and female singers, and the delights of the sons of men: musical instruments, and that of all sorts.

Remember also your Creator in the days of your youth, before the evil days come, and the years draw near, when you will say, “I have no pleasure in them;”

The multitude of all the nations that fight against Ariel, even all who fight against her and her stronghold, and who distress her, will be like a dream, a vision of the night.

You foolish ones, didn’t he who made the outside make the inside also?

Jesus summoned them, saying, “Allow the little children to come to me, and don’t hinder them, for God’s Kingdom belongs to such as these.

But when he was forty years old, it came into his heart to visit his brothers, the children of Israel.

“When forty years were fulfilled, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in the wilderness of Mount Sinai, in a flame of fire in a bush.

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.

The days of Isaac were one hundred eighty years.

Yahweh was with Joseph, and he was a prosperous man. He was in the house of his master the Egyptian.

The keeper of the prison didn’t look after anything that was under his hand, because Yahweh was with him; and that which he did, Yahweh made it prosper.

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.”

Now the eyes of Israel were dim for age, so that he couldn’t see well. Joseph brought them near to him; and he kissed them, and embraced them.

I have led you forty years in the wilderness. Your clothes have not grown old on you, and your sandals have not grown old on your feet.

I loathe my life. I don’t want to live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.

“Man, who is born of a woman, is of few days, and full of trouble.

For when a few years have come, I will go the way of no return.

Their bulls breed without fail. Their cows calve, and don’t miscarry.

They are exalted; yet a little while, and they are gone. Yes, they are brought low, they are taken out of the way as all others, and are cut off as the tops of the ears of grain.

“Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don’t be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.

For he sees that wise men die; likewise the fool and the senseless perish, and leave their wealth to others.

This is the destiny of those who are foolish, and of those who approve their sayings.

Yes, even when I am old and gray-haired, God, don’t forsake me, until I have declared your strength to the next generation, your might to everyone who is to come.

I am a stranger on the earth. Don’t hide your commandments from me.

Your statutes have been my songs in the house where I live.

I love those who love me. Those who seek me diligently will find me.

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?

My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver. He will cut me off from the loom. From day even to night you will make an end of me.

Even to old age I am he, and even to gray hairs I will carry you. I have made, and I will bear. Yes, I will carry, and will deliver.

While the word was in the king’s mouth, a voice came from the sky, saying, “O king Nebuchadnezzar, to you it is spoken: ‘The kingdom has departed from you.

Then he will turn his face toward the fortresses of his own land; but he will stumble and fall, and won’t be found.

“But God said to him, ‘You foolish one, tonight your soul is required of you. The things which you have prepared—whose will they be?’

Therefore put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.

From infancy, you have known the holy Scriptures which are able to make you wise for salvation through faith, which is in Christ Jesus.

These all died in faith, not having received the promises, but having seen them and embraced them from afar, and having confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth.

Beloved, I beg you as foreigners and pilgrims, to abstain from fleshly lusts, which war against the soul;

He will fly away as a dream, and will not be found. Yes, he will be chased away like a vision of the night.

Don’t reject me in my old age. Don’t forsake me when my strength fails.

All the days that Adam lived were nine hundred thirty years, then he died.

All the days of Noah were nine hundred fifty years, and then he died.

He said, “My son shall not go down with you; for his brother is dead, and he only is left. If harm happens to him along the way in which you go, then you will bring down my gray hairs with sorrow to Sheol.”

Jacob lived in the land of Egypt seventeen years. So the days of Jacob, the years of his life, were one hundred forty-seven years.

Moses was eighty years old, and Aaron eighty-three years old, when they spoke to Pharaoh.

No one will miscarry or be barren in your land. I will fulfill the number of your days.

If the person is from sixty years old and upward; if he is a male, then your valuation shall be fifteen shekels, and for a female ten shekels.

He said to them, “I am one hundred twenty years old today. I can no more go out and come in. Yahweh has said to me, ‘You shall not go over this Jordan.’

As yet I am as strong today as I was in the day that Moses sent me. As my strength was then, even so is my strength now for war, to go out and to come in.

At that time, when Eli was laid down in his place (now his eyes had begun to grow dim, so that he could not see),

Now Eli was ninety-eight years old. His eyes were set, so that he could not see.

For we must die, and are like water spilled on the ground, which can’t be gathered up again; neither does God take away life, but devises means, that he who is banished not be an outcast from him.

Jeroboam’s wife did so, and arose, and went to Shiloh, and came to Ahijah’s house. Now Ahijah could not see; for his eyes were set by reason of his age.

Now the rest of all the acts of Asa, and all his might, and all that he did, and the cities which he built, aren’t they written in the book of the chronicles of the kings of Judah? But in the time of his old age he was diseased in his feet.

But Jehoiada grew old and was full of days, and he died. He was one hundred thirty years old when he died.

After this Job lived one hundred forty years, and saw his sons, and his sons’ sons, to four generations.

Within two full years I will bring again into this place all the vessels of Yahweh’s house, that Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon took away from this place, and carried to Babylon.

Your fathers, where are they? And the prophets, do they live forever?