He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
My face is foul with weeping, and my eyelids is the shadow of death;
Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.
The LORD sitteth upon the flood; yea, the LORD sitteth King for ever.