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1 Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all gen­er­a­tions.
2 Be­fore the moun­tains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from ev­er­last­ing to ev­er­last­ing, thou art God.
3 Thou turnest man to de­struc­tion; and sayest, Re­turn, ye chil­dren of men.
4 For a thou­sand years in thy sight are but as yes­ter­day when it is past, and as a watch in the night.
5 Thou car­ri­est them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morn­ing they are like grass which groweth up.
6 In the morn­ing it flour­isheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and with­ereth.
7 For we are con­sumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we trou­bled.
8 Thou hast set our in­iq­ui­ties be­fore thee, our se­cret sins in the light of thy coun­te­nance.
9 For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.
10 The days of our years are three­score years and ten; and if by rea­son of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sor­row; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
11 Who knoweth the pow­er of thine anger? even ac­cord­ing to thy fear, ­so is thy wrath.
12 So teach us to num­ber our days, that we may ap­ply our hearts unto wis­dom.
13 Re­turn, O LORD, how long? and let it re­pent thee con­cern­ing thy ser­vants.
14 O sat­is­fy us ear­ly with thy mer­cy; that we may re­joice and be glad all our days.
15 Make us glad ac­cord­ing to the days wherein thou hast af­flict­ed us, and the years wherein we have seen evil.
16 Let thy work ap­pear unto thy ser­vants, and thy glo­ry unto their chil­dren.
17 And let the beau­ty of the LORD our God be upon us: and es­tab­lish thou the work of our hands upon us; yea, the work of our hands es­tab­lish thou it.