"Verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity." The psalmist set out to guard his tongue before the wicked, and ended on his face before God, begging: "O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more." A hard, honest look at how frail we are — and the only hope of a dying man: the shed blood of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the Word of God that saves.