Psalms Chapter 90 |
1A prayer of Moses, the man of God.
O Lord, You have been our refuge in every generation.
2Before the mountains came into being,
before You brought forth the earth and the world,
from eternity to eternity You are God.
3You return man to dust;
You decreed, “Return you mortals!”
4For in Your sight a thousand years
are like yesterday that has past,
like a watch of the night.
5You engulf men in sleep;
at daybreak they are like grass that renews itself;
6at daybreak it flourishes anew;
by dusk it withers and dries up.
7So we are consumed by Your anger,
terror-struck by Your fury.
8You have set our iniquities before You,
our hidden sins in the light of Your face.
9All our days pass away in Your wrath;
we spend our years like a sigh.
10The span of our life is seventy years,
or, given the strength, eighty years;
but the best of them are trouble and sorrow.
They pass by speedily, and we are in darkness.
11Who can know Your furious anger?
Your wrath matches the fear of You.
12Teach us to count our days rightly,
that we may obtain a wise heart.
13Turn, O Lord!
Show mercy to Your servants.
14Satisfy us at daybreak with Your steadfast love
that we may sing for joy all our days.
15Give us joy for as long as You have afflicted us,
for the years we have suffered misfortune.
16Let Your deeds be seen by Your servants,
Your glory by their children.
17May the favor of the Lord, our God, be upon us;
let the work of our hands prosper,
O prosper the work of our hands!