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For all our days pass away under your wrath;
    our years come to an end[a] like a sigh.(A)
10 The days of our life are seventy years
    or perhaps eighty, if we are strong;
even then their span[b] is only toil and trouble;
    they are soon gone, and we fly away.(B)

11 Who considers the power of your anger?
    Your wrath is as great as the fear that is due you.(C)

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Footnotes

  1. 90.9 Syr: Heb we bring our years to an end
  2. 90.10 Cn Compare Gk Syr Jerome Tg: Heb pride

All our days pass away under your wrath;
    we finish our years with a moan.(A)
10 Our days may come to seventy years,(B)
    or eighty,(C) if our strength endures;
yet the best of them are but trouble and sorrow,(D)
    for they quickly pass, and we fly away.(E)
11 If only we knew the power of your anger!
    Your wrath(F) is as great as the fear that is your due.(G)

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