Lord, Make Me Know

Lord, make me know,
make me know my end,
and what is the measure of my days.
Let me know, Lord, let me know
just how transient I am.
Behold, You have made my days
as a hand breadth,
and my life is nothing in Your sight.
Surely every man,
surely every man
at his best is breath.

Lord, make me know,
make me know my end,
and what is the measure of my days.
Let me know, Lord, let me know
just how transient I am.