3Mine heart was hot within me; and fire shall burn out in my thinking. I spake in my tongue;
4Lord, make thou mine end known to me. And the number of my days, what it is; that I know, what faileth to me.
5Lo! thou hast set or put my days measurable; and my substance is as nought before thee. Nevertheless all vanity; each man living.
6Nevertheless a man passeth in an image; but also he is troubled vainly. He treasureth; and he know not, to whom he shall gather those things.
7And now which is mine abiding? whether not the Lord? and my substance is at thee.