From forever to forever
Lord, you've been our dwelling place through every generation. Before the mountains were brought forth, before you formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting, you are God. You turn man back to destruction and say, 'Return, you people.' A thousand years in your eyes are like yesterday when it's gone, like a watch in the night. You sweep them away like a flood. They're like sleep; in the morning they're like grass that grows up. In the morning it flourishes and grows; by evening it's cut down and withered. We're consumed by your anger and troubled by your fury. You've set our wrongdoings before you, our secret sins in the light of your face. All our days pass away under your anger; we finish our years like a sigh. The days of our years are seventy years, or eighty if we're strong, yet even their best is labour and sorrow. They pass quickly, and we fly away. Who understands the power of your anger? Your fury is as great as the fear that is due to you. So teach us to number our days, so we may apply our hearts to wisdom.
Lord, you've been our home from one generation to the next. Before the mountains were born, or you shaped the earth and the world, from forever to forever you're God. You turn a man back to being crushed and say: Come back, you sons of men. Because a thousand years in your eyes are like yesterday when it's gone past, or a watch in the night. You sweep them away like a flood. They're like sleep. In the morning they're like grass that grows up. In the morning it flowers and grows up. In the evening it's cut down and it withers. Because we're finished in your anger, and by your fury we're troubled. You've set our wrongdoing in front of you, our secret sins in the light of your face. Because all our days go past in your fury. We finish our years like a story that's told. The days of our years are seventy years, and if there's strength in them, eighty years — and even the best of them is trouble and grief, because it's cut off quickly and we fly away. Who knows the strength of your anger? Your fury is as big as the fear you're owed. So teach us to count our days, so we can bring home a heart of wisdom.
Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God. Thou turnest man to destruction; and sayest, Return, ye children of men. For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night. Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up. In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth. For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled. Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance. For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told. The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away. Who knoweth the power of thine anger? even according to thy fear, so is thy wrath. So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.
Lord, you've been our dwelling place through every generation.
Lord, you've been our home from one generation to the next.
Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations.
Before the mountains were brought forth, before you formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting, you are God.
Before the mountains were born, or you shaped the earth and the world, from forever to forever you're God.
Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God.
You turn man back to destruction and say, 'Return, you people.'
You turn a man back to being crushed and say: Come back, you sons of men.
Thou turnest man to destruction; and sayest, Return, ye children of men.
A thousand years in your eyes are like yesterday when it's gone, like a watch in the night.
Because a thousand years in your eyes are like yesterday when it's gone past, or a watch in the night.
For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.
You sweep them away like a flood. They're like sleep; in the morning they're like grass that grows up.
You sweep them away like a flood. They're like sleep. In the morning they're like grass that grows up.
Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up.
In the morning it flourishes and grows; by evening it's cut down and withered.
In the morning it flowers and grows up. In the evening it's cut down and it withers.
In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth.
We're consumed by your anger and troubled by your fury.
Because we're finished in your anger, and by your fury we're troubled.
For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.
You've set our wrongdoings before you, our secret sins in the light of your face.
You've set our wrongdoing in front of you, our secret sins in the light of your face.
Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance.
All our days pass away under your anger; we finish our years like a sigh.
Because all our days go past in your fury. We finish our years like a story that's told.
For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.
The days of our years are seventy years, or eighty if we're strong, yet even their best is labour and sorrow. They pass quickly, and we fly away.
The days of our years are seventy years, and if there's strength in them, eighty years — and even the best of them is trouble and grief, because it's cut off quickly and we fly away.
The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
Who understands the power of your anger? Your fury is as great as the fear that is due to you.
Who knows the strength of your anger? Your fury is as big as the fear you're owed.
Who knoweth the power of thine anger? even according to thy fear, so is thy wrath.
So teach us to number our days, so we may apply our hearts to wisdom.
So teach us to count our days, so we can bring home a heart of wisdom.
So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.
Let your work show
Return, LORD — how long? Have compassion on your servants. Satisfy us early with your mercy, so we can rejoice and be glad all our days. Make us glad for as many days as you've afflicted us, and for the years we've seen trouble. Let your work appear to your servants, and your glory to their children. Let the beauty of the Lord our God rest on us. Establish the work of our hands for us — yes, establish the work of our hands.
Come back, Lord. How long? And be sorry for your servants. Fill us up in the morning with your faithful love, so we can sing out and be glad all our days. Make us glad for as many days as you've afflicted us, for the years we've seen trouble. Let your work show to your servants, and your glory to their children. And let the beauty of the Lord our God be on us. Set up the work of our hands for us — yes, set up the work of our hands.
Return, O LORD, how long? and let it repent thee concerning thy servants. O satisfy us early with thy mercy; that we may rejoice and be glad all our days. Make us glad according to the days wherein thou hast afflicted us, and the years wherein we have seen evil. Let thy work appear unto thy servants, and thy glory unto their children. And let the beauty of the LORD our God be upon us: and establish thou the work of our hands upon us; yea, the work of our hands establish thou it.
Return, LORD — how long? Have compassion on your servants.
Come back, Lord. How long? And be sorry for your servants.
Return, O LORD, how long? and let it repent thee concerning thy servants.
Satisfy us early with your mercy, so we can rejoice and be glad all our days.
Fill us up in the morning with your faithful love, so we can sing out and be glad all our days.
O satisfy us early with thy mercy; that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
Make us glad for as many days as you've afflicted us, and for the years we've seen trouble.
Make us glad for as many days as you've afflicted us, for the years we've seen trouble.
Make us glad according to the days wherein thou hast afflicted us, and the years wherein we have seen evil.
Let your work appear to your servants, and your glory to their children.
Let your work show to your servants, and your glory to their children.
Let thy work appear unto thy servants, and thy glory unto their children.
Let the beauty of the Lord our God rest on us. Establish the work of our hands for us — yes, establish the work of our hands.
And let the beauty of the Lord our God be on us. Set up the work of our hands for us — yes, set up the work of our hands.
And let the beauty of the LORD our God be upon us: and establish thou the work of our hands upon us; yea, the work of our hands establish thou it.