Psalm 90

¹A Prayer of Moses, the man of God. Lord, a habitation Thou—Thou hast been, To us—in generation and generation,

²Before mountains were brought forth, And Thou dost form the earth and the world, Even from age unto age Thou art God.

³Thou turnest man unto a bruised thing, And sayest, Turn back, ye sons of men.

⁴For a thousand years in Thine eyes are as yesterday, For it passeth on, yea, a watch by night.

⁵Thou hast inundated them, they are asleep, In the morning as grass he changeth.

⁶In the morning it flourisheth, and hath changed, At evening it is cut down, and hath withered.

⁷For we were consumed in Thine anger, And in Thy fury we have been troubled.

⁸Thou hast set our iniquities before Thee, Our hidden things at the light of Thy face,

⁹For all our days pined away in Thy wrath, We consumed our years as a meditation.

¹⁰Days of our years, in them are seventy years, And if, by reason of might, eighty years, Yet is their enlargement labour and vanity, For it hath been cut off hastily, and we fly away.

¹¹Who knoweth the power of Thine anger? And according to Thy fear—Thy wrath?

¹²To number our days aright let us know, And we bring the heart to wisdom.

¹³Turn back, O Jehovah, till when? And repent concerning Thy servants.

¹⁴Satisfy us at morn with Thy kindness, And we sing and rejoice all our days.

¹⁵Cause us to rejoice according to the days Wherein Thou hast afflicted us, The years we have seen evil.

¹⁶Let Thy work appear unto Thy servants, And Thine honour on their sons.

¹⁷And let the pleasantness of Jehovah our God be upon us, And the work of our hands establish on us, Yea, the work of our hands establish it!

Psalm 91