Psalms 39:4
“Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.”
I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,
Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
Cross-References
“So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.”
“So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.”
“Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months are with thee, thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass;”
“For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.”
“Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?”