They cried out with a loud voice:“ Lord, the One who is holy and true, how long until You judge and avenge our blood from those who live on the earth?”So a white robe was given to each of them, and they were told to rest a little while longer until the number would be completed of their fellow slaves and their brothers, who were going to be killed just as they had been.
“ Lord, reveal to me the end of my life and the number of my days. Let me know how short-lived I am.You, indeed, have made my days short in length, and my life span as nothing in Your sight. Yes, every mortal man is only a vapor. Selah
Remember how short my life is. Have You created everyone for nothing?What man can live and never see death? Who can save himself from the power of Sheol? Selah
My days pass more swiftly than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope.Remember that my life is but a breath. My eye will never again see anything good.The eye of anyone who looks on me will no longer see me. Your eyes will look for me, but I will be gone.