1A prayer: ascribed to Moses, the man of God LORD, you have been our refuge throughout all generations.
2Before the mountains were brought forth or the earth and the world were born, from age to age you are God.
3You turn mortals back to dust, saying, “Turn back, you children of mortals,”
4for in your sight a thousand years are as the passing of one day or as a watch in the night.
5You cut them off; they are asleep in death. They are like grass which shoots up;
6though in the morning it flourishes and shoots up, by evening it droops and withers.
7We are brought to an end by your anger, terrified by your wrath.
8You set out our iniquities before you, our secret sins in the light of your presence.
9All our days pass under your wrath; our years die away like a murmur.
10Seventy years is the span of our life, eighty if our strength holds; at their best they are but toil and sorrow, for they pass quickly and we vanish.
11Who feels the power of your anger, who feels your wrath like those who fear you?
12So make us know how few are our days, that our minds may learn wisdom.
13LORD, how long? Turn and show compassion to your servants.
14Satisfy us at daybreak with your love, that we may sing for joy and be glad all our days.
15Grant us days of gladness for the days you have humbled us, for the years when we have known misfortune.
16May your saving acts appear to your servants, and your glory to their children.
17May the favour of the Lord our God be on us. Establish for us all that we do, establish it firmly.