Psalm 90:4-5; Psalm 90:9-10
Patience! You've got all the time in the world - whether a thousand years or a day, it's all the same to you.
Are we no more to you than a wispy dream, no more than a blade of grass
All we can remember is that frown on your face. Is that all we're ever going to get?
We live for seventy years or so (with luck we might make it to eighty), And what do we have to show for it? Trouble. Toil and trouble and a marker in the graveyard.