9For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we bring our years to an end as a tale that is told.
10The days of our years are threescore years and ten, or even by reason of strength fourscore years; yet is their pride but labour and sorrow; for it is soon gone, and we fly away.
11Who knoweth the power of thine anger, and thy wrath according to the fear that is due unto thee?