Psalm 90 — Lord Thou Hast Been Our Dwelling Place

Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place

In generations all.

Before thou ever hadst brought forth

The mountains great or small,

Ere ever thou hadst formed the earth,

And all the world abroad;

From everlasting thou art God,

To everlasting God.

Thou dost unto destruction turn

Man that is mortal made;

And unto them thou say'st, Again,

Return, ye sons of men.

For in thy sight a thousand years

Are like a yesterday;

Or as a watch within the night,

Before 'tis passed away.

As with an overflowing flood

Thou carry'st them away:

They like a sleep are, like the grass

That grows at morn are they.

At morn it flourishes and grows,

Cut down at eve doth fade.

So teach us, Lord, to count our days,

That we our hearts may guide

To wisdom true. Return, O Lord:

How long thus shall it be?

Let it repent thee of thy wrath

Towards thy servants free.

O with thy tender mercies, Lord,

Us early satisfy;

So we rejoice shall all our days,

And still be glad in thee.