'Days' in the Bible

He asked You for life, and You gave it to him—length of days forever and ever.

Only goodness and faithful love will pursue meall the days of my life,and I will dwell in the house of the Lordas long as I live.

I have asked one thing from the Lord;it is what I desire:to dwell in the house of the Lordall the days of my life,gazing on the beauty of the Lordand seeking Him in His temple.

The Lord watches over the blameless all their days,and their inheritance will last forever.

They will not be disgraced in times of adversity;they will be satisfied in days of hunger.

“Lord, reveal to me the end of my lifeand 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

For the choir director. A Maskil of the sons of Korah.God, we have heard with our ears—our ancestors have told us—the work You accomplished in their days,in days long ago:

God, You will bring them downto the Pit of destruction;men of bloodshed and treacherywill not live out half their days.But I will trust in You.

Add days to the king’s life;may his years span many generations.

May the righteous flourish in his daysand prosperity abounduntil the moon is no more.

I consider days of old,years long past.

He made their days end in futility,their years in sudden disaster.

You have shortened the days of his youth;You have covered him with shame.Selah

For all our days ebb away under Your wrath;we end our years like a sigh.

Teach us to number our days carefullyso that we may develop wisdom in our hearts.

Satisfy us in the morning with Your faithful loveso that we may shout with joy and be glad all our days.

Make us rejoice for as many days as You have humbled us,for as many years as we have seen adversity.

Lord, Your testimonies are completely reliable;holiness is the beauty of Your housefor all the days to come.

For my days vanish like smoke,and my bones burn like a furnace.

My days are like a lengthening shadow,and I wither away like grass.

He has broken my strength in midcourse;He has shortened my days.

As for man, his days are like grass—he blooms like a flower of the field;

Let his days be few;let another take over his position.

How many days must Your servant wait?When will You execute judgment on my persecutors?

May the Lord bless you from Zion,so that you will see the prosperity of Jerusalemall the days of your life

Your eyes saw me when I was formless;all my days were written in Your book and plannedbefore a single one of them began.

I remember the days of old;I meditate on all You have done;I reflect on the work of Your hands.

Man is like a breath;his days are like a passing shadow.