¹   Lord, you have been our dwelling place 
          in all generations. 
²   Before the mountains were brought forth, 
          or ever you had formed the earth and the world, 
          from everlasting to everlasting you are God.

³   You turn us back to dust, 
          and say, “Turn back, you mortals.” 
⁴   For a thousand years in your sight 
          are like yesterday when it is past, 
          or like a watch in the night.

⁵   You sweep them away; they are like a dream, 
          like grass that is renewed in the morning; 
⁶   in the morning it flourishes and is renewed; 
          in the evening it fades and withers.

⁷   For we are consumed by your anger; 
          by your wrath we are overwhelmed. 
⁸   You have set our iniquities before you, 
          our secret sins in the light of your countenance.

⁹   For all our days pass away under your wrath; 
          our years come to an end like a sigh. 
¹⁰  The days of our life are seventy years, 
          or perhaps eighty, if we are strong; 
     even then their span is only toil and trouble; 
          they are soon gone, and we fly away.

¹¹  Who considers the power of your anger? 
          Your wrath is as great as the fear that is due you. 
¹²  So teach us to count our days 
          that we may gain a wise heart.

¹³ Turn, O LORD! How long?
Have compassion on your servants!
¹⁴ Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love,
so that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
¹⁵ Make us glad as many days as you have afflicted us,
and as many years as we have seen evil.
¹⁶ Let your work be manifest to your servants,
and your glorious power to their children.
¹⁷ Let the favor of the Lord our God be upon us,
and prosper for us the work of our hands —
O prosper the work of our hands!