For all humanity is but a breath. Like a fleeting shadow, one wanders; in vain they rush about, accumulating wealth without knowing who will ultimately possess it. So, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you. Deliver me from all my transgressions; do not make me the scorn of fools. I remained silent; you remained silent, and so I endured. Remove your scourge from me; I am overcome by the blow of your hand. With your rebuke, you discipline mortals; you consume their wealth like a moth—surely everyone is but a breath."

