My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.

我的日子比梭更快，都消耗在无指望之中。

我的日子比织布的梭更快，都消耗在没有指望之中。

我的日子比织布的梭更快，都消耗在没有指望之中。

我的年日飞逝，比梭还快，转眼结束，毫无盼望。

我过的日子比梭还要快，在毫无盼望之中而结束。

我的日子比梭更快，都消耗在無指望之中。

我的日子比織布的梭更快，都消耗在沒有指望之中。

我的日子比織布的梭更快，都消耗在沒有指望之中。

我的年日飛逝，比梭還快，轉眼結束，毫無盼望。

我過的日子比梭還要快，在毫無盼望之中而結束。

我的日子比梭還快，都消耗於無指望中。

我日速於梭、消磨於無望、

日月如梭、終身無希望矣。

我日速逝、較織者之梭尤速、悉消沒於無望之中、

“ My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and they come to an end without hope.

“ My days pass by faster than a weaver can work. They come to an end. I don’t have any hope.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and come to their end without hope.

“ My days fly faster than a weaver’s shuttle. They end without hope.

My days pass more swiftly than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, And they come to an end without hope.

“ My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, And are spent without hope.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, And are spent without hope.

My days pass more swiftly than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.

“ Now my days are swifter than a runner. They flee away. They see no good.

where then is my hope? as for my hope, who will see it?

My days are past. My plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.

My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver. He will cut me off from the loom. From day even to night you will make an end of me.I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.

For,“ All flesh is like grass, and all of man’s glory like the flower in the grass. The grass withers, and its flower falls;

As for man, his days are like grass. As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.For the wind passes over it, and it is gone. Its place remembers it no more.

My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.

For when a few years have come, I will go the way of no return.

Whereas you don’t know what your life will be like tomorrow. For what is your life? For you are a vapor that appears for a little time, and then vanishes away.

“ Keep your feet from being bare, and your throat from thirst. But you said,‘ It is in vain. No, for I have loved strangers, and I will go after them.’

For the sun arises with the scorching wind and withers the grass, and the flower in it falls, and the beauty of its appearance perishes. So the rich man will also fade away in his pursuits.

Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.

Behold, he will kill me. I have no hope. Nevertheless, I will maintain my ways before him.

You sweep them away as they sleep. In the morning they sprout like new grass.In the morning it sprouts and springs up. By evening, it is withered and dry.

The voice of one saying,“ Cry!” One said,“ What shall I cry?”“ All flesh is like grass, and all its glory is like the flower of the field.The grass withers, the flower fades, because Yahweh’s breath blows on it. Surely the people are like grass.

What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?

Therefore prepare your minds for action. Be sober, and set your hope fully on the grace that will be brought to you at the revelation of Jesus Christ—

that you were at that time separate from Christ, alienated from the commonwealth of Israel, and strangers from the covenants of the promise, having no hope and without God in the world.

The wicked is brought down in his calamity, but in death, the righteous has a refuge.