The Book of Psalms
LORD, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations.
2 Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God.
3 Thou turnest man to dust; and sayest, Return, ye children of men.
4 For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, or as a watch in the night.
5 Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a dream: in the morning they are like grass which groweth anew.
6 In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth anew; in the evening it is dry, and withereth.
7 For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we dismayed.
8 Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance.
9 For all our days pass away under thy wrath: we spend our years like a sigh.
10 The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is the best of them but labour and sorrow; for they are soon cut off, and we fly away.
11 Who knoweth the power of thine anger? For according to the fear due unto thee, so is thy wrath.
12 So teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
13 Return, O LORD! How long? and have pity upon thy servants.
14 O satisfy us in the morning with thy lovingkindness; that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
15 Make us glad according to the days wherein thou hast afflicted us, and the years wherein we have seen evil.
16 Let thy work appear unto thy servants, and thy glory unto their children.
17 And let the favour of the LORD our God be upon us: and establish thou the work of our hands upon us; yea, the work of our hands establish thou it.