Spider Web and Psalm 90

"...We spend our years as a tale that is told."
The Vulgate translation has: "Our years pass away like those of a spider." Our life is as frail as the thread of a spider's web. -C.H. Spurgeon

^{Psalm 90
1}Lord, you have been our dwelling place
   in all generations.
²Before the mountains were brought forth,
   or ever you had formed the earth and the world,
   from everlasting to everlasting you are God.
 ³You return man to dust
   and say, "Return, O children of man!"
⁴For a thousand years in your sight
   are but as yesterday when it is past,
   or as a watch in the night.
 ⁵You sweep them away as with a flood; they are like a dream,
   like grass that is renewed in the morning:
⁶in the morning it flourishes and is renewed;
   in the evening it fades and withers.
 ⁷For we are brought to an end by your anger;
   by your wrath we are dismayed.
⁸You have set our iniquities before you,
   our secret sins in the light of your presence.
 ⁹For all our days pass away under your wrath;
   we bring our years to an end like a tale that is told.
¹⁰The years of our life are seventy,
   or even by reason of strength eighty;
yet their span is but toil and trouble;
   they are soon gone, and we fly away.
¹¹Who considers the power of your anger,
   and your wrath according to the fear of you?
 ¹² So teach us to number our days
   that we may get a heart of wisdom.
¹³ Return, O LORD! How long?
   Have pity on your servants!
¹⁴Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love,
   that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
¹⁵Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us,
   and for as many years as we have seen evil.
¹⁶Let your work be shown to your servants,
   and your glorious power to their children.
¹⁷Let the favor of the Lord our God be upon us,
   and establish the work of our hands upon us;
   yes, establish the work of our hands!