Psalm 90

Lord, thou hast been our refuge  *

from one generation to another.

Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever the earth and the world were made *

thou art God from everlasting, and world without end.

Thou turnest man to destruction *

again thou sayest, Come again, ye children of men.

For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday *

seeing that is past as a watch in the night.

As soon as thou scatterest them they are even as a sleep *

and fade away suddenly like the grass.

In the morning it is green, and groweth up *

but in the evening it is cut down, dried up, and withered.

Turn thee again, O Lord, at the last *

and be gracious unto thy servants.

O satisfy us with thy 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 thou hast plagued us *

and for the years wherein we have suffered adversity.

Shew thy servants thy work *

and their children thy glory.

And the glorious majesty of the Lord our God be upon us *

prosper thou the work of our hands upon us, O prosper thou our handywork.