Psalms 90
1 A prayer of Moses, the man of God. O Lord, you have been our refuge from generation to generation.
“BOOK IV. A prayer of Moses, the man of God.” LORD! thou hast been our dwelling-place In all generations!
2 Before the mountains became, or the land was formed along with the world: from ages past, even to all ages, you are God.
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 And, lest man be turned aside in humiliation, you have said: Be converted, O sons of men.
But man thou turnest again to dust, And sayst, “Return, ye children of men!”
4 For a thousand years before your eyes are like the days of yesterday, which have passed by, and they are like a watch of the night,
For a thousand years are, in thy sight, As yesterday when it is past, And as a watch in the night.
5 which was held for nothing: so their years shall be.
Thou carriest him away as with a flood; He is a dream; In the morning he springeth up like grass,
6 In the morning, he may pass away like grass; in the morning, he may flower and pass away. In the evening, he will fall, and harden, and become dry.
Which flourisheth and shooteth up in the morning, And in the evening is cut down, and withered.
7 For, at your wrath, we have withered away, and we have been disturbed by your fury.
For we are consumed by thine anger, And by thy wrath are we destroyed.
8 You have placed our iniquities in your sight, our age in the illumination of your countenance.
Thou settest our iniquities before thee, Our secret sins in the light of thy countenance.
9 For all our days have faded away, and at your wrath, we have fainted. Our years will be considered to be like a spider’s web.
By reason of thine anger all our days vanish away; We spend our years like a thought.
10 The days of our years in them are seventy years. But in the powerful, they are eighty years, and more of these are with hardship and sorrow. For mildness has overwhelmed us, and we shall be corrected.
The days of our life are threescore years and ten, And, by reason of strength, may be fourscore years: Yet is the pride of them weariness and sorrow; For it vanisheth swiftly, and we fly away.
11 Who knows the power of your wrath? And, before fear, can your wrath
Yet who attendeth to the power of thine anger? Who with due reverence regardeth thine indignation?
12 be numbered? So make known your right hand, along with men learned in heart, in wisdom.
Teach us so to number our days, That we may apply our hearts to wisdom!
13 Return, O Lord, how long? And may you be persuaded on behalf of your servants.
Desist, O LORD! How long—? Have compassion upon thy servants!
14 We were filled in the morning with your mercy, and we exulted and delighted all our days.
Satisfy us speedily with thy mercy, That we may rejoice and be glad all our days!
15 We have been rejoicing, because of the days in which you humbled us, because of the years in which we saw evils.
Make us glad according to the time in which thou hast afflicted us; According to the years in which we have seen adversity!
16 Look down upon your servants and upon their works, and direct their sons.
Let thy deeds be known to thy servants, And thy glory to their children!
17 And may the splendor of the Lord our God be upon us. And so, direct the works of our hands over us; direct even the work of our hands.
Let the favor of the LORD our God be upon us, And establish for us the work of our hands; Yea, the work of our hands, establish thou it!
