Psalm 90

Lord, you have been our refuge:¹ from one generation to another.

Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever the earth and the world were made: you are God from everlasting, and world without end.

You turn man to destruction: again you say, Come again, you children of men.

For a thousand years in your sight are but as yesterday: seeing that is past as a watch in the night.

As soon as you scatter them, they are even as a sleep: and fade away suddenly like the grass.

In the morning it is green, and grows up: but in the evening it is cut down, dried up, and withered.

For we consume away in your displeasure: and are afraid at your wrathful indignation.

You have set our misdeeds before you: and our secret sins in the light of your countenance.

For when you are angry all our days are gone: we bring our years to an end, as it were a tale that is told.

The days of our age are three-score years and ten; and though men be so strong, that they come to fourscore years: yet is their strength then but labour and sorrow; so soon passes it away, and we are gone.

But who regards the power of your wrath: for even thereafter as a man fears, so is your displeasure.

So teach us to number our days: that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.

Turn yourself again, O Lord, at the last: and be gracious unto your servants.

O satisfy us with your mercy, and that soon: so shall we rejoice and be glad all the days of our life.

Comfort us again now after the time that you have plagued us: and for the years wherein we have suffered adversity.

Show your servants your work: and their children your glory.

And the glorious Majesty of the Lord our God be upon us: prosper you the work of our hands upon us, O prosper you our handy-work.

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost;²

As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.³