A Prayer of Moses, the Man of God. O Lord, You have been our dwelling-place in all generations.
2Before the mountains were born, or ever You had formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting You are God.
3You turn man to dust, and say, Return, O sons of men.
4For a thousand years in Your eyes are as a day, yesterday, when it passes, and as a watch in the night.
5You flooded them away; they are as a sleep; in the morning they are like grass growing;
6in the morning it sprouts and shoots up; in the evening it is cut off and dries up.
7For we are consumed by Your anger, and we are troubled by Your wrath.
8You have set our iniquities before You, our secret sins in the light of Your face.
9For all our days pass away in Your wrath; we finish our years like a murmur.
10The days of our years are seventy; and if any by strength live eighty years, yet their pride is labor and sorrow; for it soon passes, and we fly away.
11Who knows the power of Your anger? And as Your fear is, so is Your fury.
12So teach us to number our days, so that we may bring a heart of wisdom.
13Return, O Jehovah! Until when? And give pity to Your servants.
14O satisfy us in the morning with Your mercy, and we will be glad and rejoice all our days.
15Make us glad according to the days of our affliction, the years in which we have seen evil.
16Let Your work be seen in Your servants, and Your majesty to their sons.
17And let the delight of the Lord our God be upon us; and establish the works of our hands upon us; yea, the work of our hands, establish it!