Psalms 39:3-7

³Hot is my heart within me, In my meditating doth the fire burn, I have spoken with my tongue.

⁴'Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days — what it is,' I know how frail I am.

⁵Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age is as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity is every man set up. Selah.

⁶Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, in vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.

⁷And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope — it is of Thee.