2I was dumme and spake nothing: I kept silece euen from good, and my sorow was more stirred.
3Mine heart was hote within me, and while I was musing, the fire kindeled, and I spake with my tongue, saying,
4Lord, let me know mine ende, and the measure of my dayes, what it is: let mee knowe howe long I haue to liue.
5Beholde, thou hast made my dayes as an hand breadth, and mine age as nothing in respect of thee: surely euery man in his best state is altogether vanitie. Selah.