Psalms 90
1 The preier of Moises, the man of God. Lord, thou art maad help to vs; fro generacioun in to generacioun.
“BOOK IV. A prayer of Moses, the man of God.” LORD! thou hast been our dwelling-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 brought forth, Or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, Even from everlasting to everlasting thou art God!
3 Turne thou not awei a man in to lownesse; and thou seidist, Ye sones of men, be conuertid.
But man thou turnest again to dust, And sayst, “Return, ye children of men!”
4 For a thousynde yeer ben bifore thin iyen; as yistirdai, which is passid, and as keping in the niyt.
For a thousand years are, in thy sight, As yesterday when it is past, And as a watch in the night.
5 The yeeris of hem schulen be; that ben had for nouyt.
Thou carriest him away as with a flood; He is a dream; In the morning he springeth up like grass,
6 Eerli passe he, as an eerbe, eerli florische he, and passe; in the euentid falle he doun, be he hard, and wexe drie.
Which flourisheth and shooteth up in the morning, And in the evening is cut down, and withered.
7 For we han failid in thin ire; and we ben disturblid in thi strong veniaunce.
For we are consumed by thine anger, And by thy wrath are we destroyed.
8 Thou hast set oure wickidnessis in thi siyt; oure world in the liytning of thi cheer.
Thou settest our iniquities before thee, Our secret sins in the light of thy countenance.
9 For alle oure daies han failid; and we han failid in thin ire. Oure yeris schulen bithenke, as an yreyn;
By reason of thine anger all our days vanish away; We spend our years like a thought.
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 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 knew the power of thin ire; and durste noumbre thin ire for thi drede?
Yet who attendeth to the power of thine anger? Who with due reverence regardeth thine indignation?
12 Make thi riythond so knowun; and make men lerned in herte bi wisdom.
Teach us so to number our days, That we may apply our hearts to wisdom!
13 Lord, be thou conuertid sumdeel; and be thou able to be preied on thi seruauntis.
Desist, O LORD! How long—? Have compassion upon thy servants!
14 We weren fillid eerli with thi merci; we maden ful out ioye, and we delitiden in alle oure daies.
Satisfy us speedily with thy mercy, That we may rejoice and be glad 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 according to the time in which thou hast afflicted us; According to the years in which we have seen adversity!
16 Lord, biholde thou into thi seruauntis, and in to thi werkis; and dresse thou the sones of hem.
Let thy deeds be known to thy servants, And thy 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 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!
