6. Surely every man walks to and fro–like a shadow in a pantomime; surely for futility and emptiness he is in turmoil; each one heaps up riches, not knowing who will gather them. [I Cor. 7:31; James 4:14.]
7. And now, Lord, what do I wait for and expect? My hope and expectation are in You.
8. Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the scorn and reproach of the [self-confident] fool!
9. I am dumb, I open not my mouth, for it is You Who has done it.
10. Remove Your stroke away from me; I am consumed by the conflict and the blow of Your hand.
11. When with rebukes You correct and chasten man for sin, You waste his beauty like a moth and what is dear to him consumes away; surely every man is a mere breath. Selah [pause, and think calmly of that]!