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  • Psalms 103:14-16
    For he knows what we are made of; he realizes we are made of clay.A person’s life is like grass. Like a flower in the field it flourishes,but when the hot wind blows by, it disappears, and one can no longer even spot the place where it once grew.
  • Job 17:1
    My spirit is broken, my days have faded out, the grave awaits me.
  • Psalms 39:5
    Look, you make my days short-lived, and my life span is nothing from your perspective. Surely all people, even those who seem secure, are nothing but vapor.
  • Psalms 102:23
    He has taken away my strength in the middle of life; he has cut short my days.
  • Job 10:20
    Are not my days few? Cease, then, and leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
  • Job 13:28
    So I waste away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.
  • Job 17:14-16
    If I cry to corruption,‘ You are my father,’ and to the worm,‘ My Mother,’ or‘ My sister,’where then is my hope? And my hope, who sees it?Will it go down to the barred gates of death? Will we descend together into the dust?”
  • Job 21:4
    Is my complaint against a man? If so, why should I not be impatient?
  • Job 13:25
    Do you wish to torment a windblown leaf and chase after dry chaff?
  • Job 7:5-7
    My body is clothed with worms and dirty scabs; my skin is broken and festering.My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.Remember that my life is but a breath, that my eyes will never again see happiness.
  • Psalms 90:5-10
    You bring their lives to an end and they“ fall asleep.” In the morning they are like the grass that sprouts up;in the morning it glistens and sprouts up; at evening time it withers and dries up.Yes, we are consumed by your anger; we are terrified by your wrath.You are aware of our sins; you even know about our hidden sins.Yes, throughout all our days we experience your raging fury; the years of our lives pass quickly, like a sigh.The days of our lives add up to seventy years, or eighty, if one is especially strong. But even one’s best years are marred by trouble and oppression. Yes, they pass quickly and we fly away.