We are here for only a moment, visitors and strangers in the land as our ancestors were before us. Our days on earth are like a passing shadow, gone so soon without a trace.

我们在你面前是客旅，是寄居的，与我们列祖一样。我们在世的日子如影儿，不能长存。

我们在你面前是客旅，是寄居的，与我们的列祖一样。我们在世的日子如影子，没有盼望。

我们在你面前是客旅，是寄居的，与我们的列祖一样。我们在世的日子如影子，没有盼望。

我们在你面前只是客旅，是寄居的，像我们祖先一样；我们在世的日子就像影子一样转瞬即逝。

我们在你面前是客旅，是寄居的，像我们的列祖一样；我们在世上的日子好像影儿，没有指望。

我們在你面前是客旅，是寄居的，與我們列祖一樣。我們在世的日子如影兒，不能長存。

我們在你面前是客旅，是寄居的，與我們的列祖一樣。我們在世的日子如影子，沒有盼望。

我們在你面前是客旅，是寄居的，與我們的列祖一樣。我們在世的日子如影子，沒有盼望。

我們在你面前只是客旅，是寄居的，像我們祖先一樣；我們在世的日子就像影子一樣轉瞬即逝。

我們在你面前是客旅，是寄居的，像我們的列祖一樣；我們在世上的日子好像影兒，沒有指望。

我們在你面前是寄居寄住的僑民、像我們列祖一樣；我們在地上的日子如同影兒，沒有指望長久。

我儕在爾前、為遠人、為羈旅、同於列祖、在世之日如影、無永存之希望、

昔我列祖為賓旅於爾前、我儕亦然、我生命如影、難冀其長存。

我儕在主前如客旅寄居、無異列祖、我在世之日如影、難冀常存、

We are foreigners and strangers in your sight, as were all our ancestors. Our days on earth are like a shadow, without hope.

We are outsiders and strangers in your sight. So were all of our people who lived long ago. Our days on this earth are like a shadow. We don’t have any hope.

For we are strangers before you and sojourners, as all our fathers were. Our days on the earth are like a shadow, and there is no abiding.

For we are aliens and temporary residents in your presence as were all our ancestors. Our days on earth are like a shadow, without hope.

For we are strangers before You, and temporary residents, as all our fathers were; our days on the earth are like a shadow, and there is no hope.

For we are aliens and pilgrims before You, As were all our fathers; Our days on earth are as a shadow, And without hope.

For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as all our fathers were: our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is no abiding.

For we live before You as foreigners and temporary residents in Your presence as were all our ancestors. Our days on earth are like a shadow, without hope.

For we[ are] strangers before thee, and sojourners, as[ were] all our fathers: our days on the earth[ are] as a shadow, and[ there is] none abiding.

For we are resident foreigners and nomads in your presence, like all our ancestors; our days are like a shadow on the earth, without security.

For we are strangers before you, and foreigners, as all our fathers were. Our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is no remaining.

We blossom like a flower and then wither. Like a passing shadow, we quickly disappear.

Hear my prayer, O Lord! Listen to my cries for help! Don’t ignore my tears. For I am your guest— a traveler passing through, as my ancestors were before me.

My life passes as swiftly as the evening shadows. I am withering away like grass.

“ The land must never be sold on a permanent basis, for the land belongs to me. You are only foreigners and tenant farmers working for me.

Jacob replied,“ I have traveled this earth for 130 hard years. But my life has been short compared to the lives of my ancestors.”

In the few days of our meaningless lives, who knows how our days can best be spent? Our lives are like a shadow. Who can tell what will happen on this earth after we are gone?

I am only a foreigner in the land. Don’t hide your commands from me!

We live our lives beneath your wrath, ending our years with a groan.

Dear friends, I warn you as“ temporary residents and foreigners” to keep away from worldly desires that wage war against your very souls.

A voice said,“ Shout!” I asked,“ What should I shout?”“ Shout that people are like the grass. Their beauty fades as quickly as the flowers in a field.The grass withers and the flowers fade beneath the breath of the Lord. And so it is with people.The grass withers and the flowers fade, but the word of our God stands forever.”

All these people died still believing what God had promised them. They did not receive what was promised, but they saw it all from a distance and welcomed it. They agreed that they were foreigners and nomads here on earth.Obviously people who say such things are looking forward to a country they can call their own.If they had longed for the country they came from, they could have gone back.But they were looking for a better place, a heavenly homeland. That is why God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a city for them.

For they are like a breath of air; their days are like a passing shadow.

How do you know what your life will be like tomorrow? Your life is like the morning fog— it’s here a little while, then it’s gone.