Salmos 90

Car tous nos jours s'en vont par ton courroux, Et nous exhalons nos années comme un souffle.

Porque todos nuestros días declinan á causa de tu ira; acabamos nuestros años como un pensamiento.

For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.

For all our days have passed away in your wrath. We bring our years to an end as a sigh.