Lord- You have been my dwelling place for days, months, and years. Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever You had formed the earth ad the world, from everlasting to everlasting You are God.
You return man to dust and say "Return, O children of man!: for a thousand years in Your sight are but as yesterday when it is past or as a watch in the night.
You sweep me away as with a flood; I am like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning: in the morning it flourishes and is renewed: in the evening it fades and withers.
For I am brought to an end by Your anger: by your wrath I am dismayed. You have set my iniquities before You, my secret sins in the light of Your presence.
For all my days pass away under Your wrath: I bring my years to an end like a sigh. The years of my life are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty: yet the span is but toil and trouble: they will all soon by gone and I will fly away. Who considers the power of Your anger, and Your wrath according to the fear of You?
So teach me to number my days that I may get a heart of wisdom. Return, Lord! How long? Gave pity on your servant! Satisfy me in the morning with Your stead fast love, that I may rejoice and be glad all my days. Make e glad of as a days as you have afflicted e, and for as any years as I have seen evil. Let Your work be shown to Your servant, and Your glorious power to my children. Let the favor of the Lord my God be upon me, and establish the work of my hands upon me; yes, establish the work of my hands.
You return man to dust and say "Return, O children of man!: for a thousand years in Your sight are but as yesterday when it is past or as a watch in the night.
You sweep me away as with a flood; I am like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning: in the morning it flourishes and is renewed: in the evening it fades and withers.
For I am brought to an end by Your anger: by your wrath I am dismayed. You have set my iniquities before You, my secret sins in the light of Your presence.
For all my days pass away under Your wrath: I bring my years to an end like a sigh. The years of my life are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty: yet the span is but toil and trouble: they will all soon by gone and I will fly away. Who considers the power of Your anger, and Your wrath according to the fear of You?
So teach me to number my days that I may get a heart of wisdom. Return, Lord! How long? Gave pity on your servant! Satisfy me in the morning with Your stead fast love, that I may rejoice and be glad all my days. Make e glad of as a days as you have afflicted e, and for as any years as I have seen evil. Let Your work be shown to Your servant, and Your glorious power to my children. Let the favor of the Lord my God be upon me, and establish the work of my hands upon me; yes, establish the work of my hands.