Psalms 90
1 The preier of Moises, the man of God. Lord, thou art maad help to vs; fro generacioun in to generacioun.
A Prayer of Moses, the man of God. Lord, you have been our resting-place in all generations.
2 Bifore that hillis weren maad, ether the erthe and the world was formed; fro the world and in to the world thou art God.
Before the mountains were made, before you had given birth to the earth and the world, before time was, and for ever, you are God.
3 Turne thou not awei a man in to lownesse; and thou seidist, Ye sones of men, be conuertid.
You send man back to his dust; and say, Go back, you children of men.
4 For a thousynde yeer ben bifore thin iyen; as yistirdai, which is passid, and as keping in the niyt.
For to you a thousand years are no more than yesterday when it is past, and like a watch in the night.
5 The yeeris of hem schulen be; that ben had for nouyt.
6 Eerli passe he, as an eerbe, eerli florische he, and passe; in the euentid falle he doun, be he hard, and wexe drie.
In the morning it is green; in the evening it is cut down, and becomes dry.
7 For we han failid in thin ire; and we ben disturblid in thi strong veniaunce.
We are burned up by the heat of your passion, and troubled by your wrath.
8 Thou hast set oure wickidnessis in thi siyt; oure world in the liytning of thi cheer.
You have put our evil doings before you, our secret sins in the light of your face.
9 For alle oure daies han failid; and we han failid in thin ire. Oure yeris schulen bithenke, as an yreyn;
For all our days have gone by in your wrath; our years come to an end like a breath.
10 the daies of oure yeeris ben in tho seuenti yeeris. Forsothe, if fourescoor yeer ben in myyti men; and the more tyme of hem is trauel and sorewe. For myldenesse cam aboue; and we schulen be chastisid.
The measure of our life is seventy years; and if through strength it may be eighty years, its pride is only trouble and sorrow, for it comes to an end and we are quickly gone.
11 Who knew the power of thin ire; and durste noumbre thin ire for thi drede?
Who has knowledge of the power of your wrath, or who takes note of the weight of your passion?
12 Make thi riythond so knowun; and make men lerned in herte bi wisdom.
So give us knowledge of the number of our days, that we may get a heart of wisdom.
13 Lord, be thou conuertid sumdeel; and be thou able to be preied on thi seruauntis.
Come back, O Lord; how long? let your purpose for your servants be changed.
14 We weren fillid eerli with thi merci; we maden ful out ioye, and we delitiden in alle oure daies.
In the morning give us your mercy in full measure; so that we may have joy and delight all our days.
15 We weren glad for the daies in whiche thou madist vs meke; for the yeeris in whiche we siyen yuels.
Make us glad in reward for the days of our sorrow, and for the years in which we have seen evil.
16 Lord, biholde thou into thi seruauntis, and in to thi werkis; and dresse thou the sones of hem.
Make your work clear to your servants, and your glory to their children.
17 And the schynyng of oure Lord God be on vs; and dresse thou the werkis of oure hondis on vs, and dresse thou the werk of oure hondis.
Let the pleasure of the Lord our God be on us: O Lord, give strength to the work of our hands.
