⁹ All our days pass away under your wrath;
    we finish our years with a moan.^(A)

³³ So he ended their days in futility^(A)
    and their years in terror.

⁵ You have made my days^(A) a mere handbreadth;
    the span of my years is as nothing before you.
Everyone is but a breath,^(B)
    even those who seem secure.^[a]

⁴ A thousand years in your sight
    are like a day that has just gone by,
    or like a watch in the night.^(A)