5O Lord, make me to know mine end, and the number of my days, what it is; that I may know what I lack.
6Behold, thou hast made my days old; and my existence is as nothing before thee: nay, every man living is altogether vanity. Pause.
7Surely man walks in a shadow; nay, he is disquieted in vain: he lays up treasures, and knows not for whom he shall gather them.
8And now what is my expectation? is it not the Lord? and my ground of hope is with thee. Pause.
9Deliver me from all my transgressions: thou hast made me a reproach to the foolish.
10I was dumb, and opened not my mouth; for thou art he that made me.