3Thou turnest man to destruction: againe thou sayest, Returne, ye sonnes of Adam.
4For a thousande yeeres in thy sight are as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.
5Thou hast ouerflowed them: they are as a sleepe: in the morning he groweth like the grasse:
6In the morning it florisheth and groweth, but in the euening it is cut downe and withereth.
7For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.
8Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, and our secret sinnes in the light of thy countenance.
9For all our dayes are past in thine anger: we haue spent our yeeres as a thought.
10The time of our life is threescore yeeres and ten, and if they be of strength, fourescore yeeres: yet their strength is but labour and sorowe: for it is cut off quickly, and we flee away.