Lord, you have been our residence from generation to generation.
The mountains were not born, and the earth and the world were not created by you.
From eternity to eternity, you are God.
You turn people into dust and say:
"You people will come back."
In your opinion, the Millennium is the same as before.
Like a watch at night.
You told them to rush like water;
It's like they are sleeping.
In the morning they germinate and grow, and at night they are cut and dried.
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Our past days were all under your wrath;
The years we spent were like a sigh.
The date of our life is seventy years old.
If you are strong, you can live to 80 years old;
But all they boast about is hard work and anxiety.
In the blink of an eye, we will fly away.
Who knows the power of your anger?
Who knows your wrath, according to the fear you deserve?
Teach us how to count our days, so that we may gain wisdom.
Heart. . . . . . . .
Generally speaking, the length of life is different, but the emotions of emotions occupy the process of life, even called life. But they will be empty in an instant. If we put them aside and regard them as nothing, then life is nothing in an instant, no matter how long it is.