1 Lord, you have been our refuge ♦︎
from one generation to another.
2 Before the mountains were brought forth,
or the earth and the world were formed, ♦︎
from everlasting to everlasting you are God.
3 You turn us back to dust and say: ♦︎
Turn back, O children of earth.
4 For a thousand years in your sight are but as yesterday, ♦︎
which passes like a watch in the night.
5 You sweep them away like a dream; ♦︎
they fade away suddenly like the grass.
6 In the morning it is green and flourishes; ♦︎
in the evening it is dried up and withered.
7 For we consume away in your displeasure; ♦︎
we are afraid at your wrathful indignation.
8 You have set our misdeeds before you ♦︎
and our secret sins in the light of your countenance.
9 When you are angry, all our days are gone; ♦︎
our years come to an end like a sigh.
10 The days of our life are three score years and ten,
or if our strength endures, even four score; ♦︎
yet the sum of them is but labour and sorrow,
for they soon pass away and we are gone.
11 Who regards the power of your wrath ♦︎
and your indignation like those who fear you?
12 So teach us to number our days ♦︎
that we may apply our hearts to wisdom.
13 Turn again, O Lord; how long will you delay? ♦︎
Have compassion on your servants.
14 Satisfy us with your loving-kindness in the morning, ♦︎
that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
15 Give us gladness for the days you have afflicted us, ♦︎
and for the years in which we have seen adversity.
16 Show your servants your works, ♦︎
and let your glory be over their children.
17 May the gracious favour of the Lord our God be upon us; ♦︎
prosper our handiwork; O prosper the work of our hands.
1 It is a good thing to give thanks to the Lord ♦︎
and to sing praises to your name, O Most High;
2 To tell of your love early in the morning ♦︎
and of your faithfulness in the night-time,
3 Upon the ten-stringed instrument, upon the harp, ♦︎
and to the melody of the lyre.
4 For you, Lord, have made me glad by your acts, ♦︎
and I sing aloud at the works of your hands.
5 O Lord, how glorious are your works! ♦︎
Your thoughts are very deep.
6 The senseless do not know, ♦︎
nor do fools understand,
7 That though the wicked sprout like grass ♦︎
and all the workers of iniquity flourish,
8 It is only to be destroyed for ever; ♦︎
but you, O Lord, shall be exalted for evermore.
9 For lo, your enemies, O Lord,
lo, your enemies shall perish, ♦︎
and all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.
10 But my horn you have exalted
like the horns of wild oxen; ♦︎
I am anointed with fresh oil.
11 My eyes will look down on my foes; ♦︎
my ears shall hear the ruin of the evildoers
who rise up against me.
12 The righteous shall flourish like a palm tree, ♦︎
and shall spread abroad like a cedar of Lebanon.
13 Such as are planted in the house of the Lord ♦︎
shall flourish in the courts of our God.
14 They shall still bear fruit in old age; ♦︎
they shall be vigorous and in full leaf;
15 That they may show that the Lord is true; ♦︎
he is my rock,
and there is no unrighteousness in him.