³ You turn people back to dust,
    saying, “Go back to the dust, children of Adam.”
⁴ For You a thousand years is like a day when it is over,
    a watch during the night;
    there is no difference to You.

^5-6 You release the waters of death to sweep mankind away in his slumber.
    In the morning, we are blades of grass,
Growing rapidly under the sun but withering quickly;
    yet in the evening, we fade and die, soon to be cut down.