³ You return man to the dust
    and say, “Return, you children of men.”
⁴ For a thousand years in Your sight
    are but as yesterday when it is past,
    or as a night watch in the night time.
⁵ You carry them away as with a flood;
    they are as a dream, like renewed grass in the morning:
⁶ In the morning it flourishes and grows up;
    in the evening it fades and withers.

⁷ For we are consumed by Your anger,
    and by Your wrath we are terrified.
⁸ You have set our iniquities before You,
    even our secret sins in the light of Your presence.
⁹ For all our days pass away in your wrath;
    we end our years with a groan.
¹⁰ The years of our life are seventy,
    and if by reason of strength eighty;
yet their length is toil and sorrow,
    for they soon end, and we fly away.
¹¹ Who knows the power of Your anger?
    Or Your wrath according to Your fear?
¹² So teach us to number our days,
    that we may apply our hearts to wisdom.

¹³ Return, O Lord, how long?
    Have mercy on Your servants.
¹⁴ Satisfy us in the early morning with Your mercy,
    that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
¹⁵ Make us glad according to the days that You have afflicted us,
    and the years that we have seen evil.
¹⁶ Let Your work be displayed to Your servants
    and Your glory to their children.

¹⁷ Let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us,
    and establish the work of our hands among us;
    yes, establish the work of our hands.