Psalms 90:3-10

3You turn people back to dust, saying, “Return to dust, you mortals!”

4For you, a thousand years are as a passing day, as brief as a few night hours.

5You sweep people away like dreams that disappear. They are like grass that springs up in the morning.

6In the morning it blooms and flourishes, but by evening it is dry and withered.

7We wither beneath your anger; we are overwhelmed by your fury.

8You spread out our sins before you— our secret sins—and you see them all.

9We live our lives beneath your wrath, ending our years with a groan.

10Seventy years are given to us! Some even live to eighty. But even the best years are filled with pain and trouble; soon they disappear, and we fly away.