A prayer of Moses, the man of God.
O Lord, Thou hast been our refuge from generation to generation.
Before the mountains were brought forth, and the earth and the world were formed, from everlasting to everlasting Thou art.
Turn not man away unto lowliness; Thou hast said, Return, ye sons of men.
For a thousand years in Thy sight, O Lord, are but as yesterday which is past, and as a watch in the night.
Things of no account shall their years be; in the morning as the grass shall man pass away.
In the morning he shall flourish, and pass away; in the evening he shall fall, and be withered and dry.
For we have fainted away in Thy wrath, and have been troubled in Thine anger.
Thou hast set our iniquities before Thee, our life in the light of Thy countenance.
For all our days are spent, and by Thy wrath have we fainted away; our years are reckoned as a spider’s web.
The days of our years are threescore years and ten, and if we be in strength, then fourscore years; and the greater part of these is labour and travail, for mildness is come upon us, and we shall be chastened.
Who knoweth the power of Thine wrath? and for fear of Thee who can recount Thine anger? So make Thy right hand known to me, and to them that in heart are learned in wisdom.
Return, O Lord, how long? and be Thou entreated for Thy servants.
We have been satisfied in the morning with Thy mercy, O Lord, and we have rejoiced, and been glad.
Let us be glad all our days for the days wherein Thou hast humbled us, for the years wherein we have seen evils.
And look upon Thy servants, and upon Thy works, and guide Thou their sons.
And let the brightness of the Lord our God be upon us; prosper Thou the work of our hands upon us, yea, prosper Thou the work of our hands.