...our dwelling place

A prayer of Moses the man of God

Psalm 90

"LORD, you have been our dwelling place

throughout all generations.

Before the mountains were born

or you brought forth the whole world,

from everlasting to everlasting you are God. 

You turn people back to dust,

saying, "Return to dust your mortals."

A thousand years in your sight

are like a day that has just gone by.

or like a watch in the night. 

Yet you sweep people away in the sleep of death -

they are like the new grass of the morning:

in the morning it springs up new,

but by evening it is dry and withered.

We are consumed by your anger 

and terrified by your indignation.

You have set our iniquities before you,

our secret sins in the light of your 

presence. 

All our days pass away under your 

wrath;

we finish our years with a moan.

Our day may come to seventy years, 

or eighty, if our strength endures;

yet the best of them are but trouble

and sorrow, 

for they quickly pass, we fly away.

If only we knew the power of your anger!

Your wrath is as great as the fear 

that is your due. 

Teach us to number our days,

that we may gain a heart of wisdom. 

Relent, Lord! How long will it be? 

Have compassion on your servants.

Satisfy us in the morning with your 

unfailing love, 

that we may sing for joy and be glad

all our days. 

Make us glad for as many day you have afflicted us,

for as many year as we have seen trouble.

May your deeds be shown  to your servants,

your splendor to their children. 

May the favor of the Lord our God rest on us;

establish the work of our hand for us

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yes, establish the work of our hands.