Psalms 90:3-17

³Thou turnest man to contrition, and sayest, Return ye children of men.

⁴For a thousand years are in thy eyes but as the yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.

⁵Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they grow like the grass which changeth.

⁶In the morning it blossometh, and is changed: in the evening it is mowed off, and withereth.

⁷For thus are we consumed by thy anger, and by thy fury are we terrified.

⁸Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our concealed sins before the light of thy countenance.

⁹For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we consume our years like a word that is spoken.

¹⁰The days of our years in this life are seventy years; and if by uncommon vigor they be eighty, yet is their greatness trouble and mishap; for it soon hasteneth off, and we fly away.

¹¹Who knoweth the strength of thy anger, and thy wrath which is like the fear of thee?

¹²Let us then know how to number our days, that we may obtain a heart endowed with wisdom.

¹³Return, O Lord, how long yet? and bethink thee concerning thy servants.

¹⁴O satisfy us in the morning with thy kindness, that we may be glad and rejoice throughout all our days.

¹⁵Cause us to rejoice as many days as those wherein thou hast afflicted us, the years wherein we have seen unhappiness.

¹⁶Let thy act be visible on thy servants, and thy majesty over their children.

¹⁷And may the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us; and the work of our hands do thou firmly establish upon us: yea, the work of our hands—firmly establish thou it.