1. Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-placein generations all.
2. Before thou ever hadst brought forththe mountains great or small;Ere ever thou hadst form'd the earth,and all the world abroad;Ev'n thou from everlasting artto everlasting God.
3. Thou dost unto destructionman that is mortal turn;And unto them thou say'st, Again,ye sons of men, return.
4. Because a thousand years appearno more before thy sightThan yesterday, when it is past,or than a watch by night.
5. As with an overflowing floodthou carry'st them away:They like a sleep are, like the grassthat grows at morn are they.
6. At morn it flourishes and grows,cut down at ev'n doth fade.
7. For by thine anger we're consum'd,thy wrath makes us afraid.
8. Our sins thou and iniquitiesdost in thy presence place,And sett'st our secret faults beforethe brightness of thy face.
9. For in thine anger all our daysdo pass on to an end;And as a tale that hath been told,so we our years do spend.