- As for the days of our life, they contain seventy years, Or if due to strength, eighty years, Yet their pride is but labor and sorrow; For soon it is gone and we fly away.
- Who understands the power of Your anger And Your fury, according to the fear that is due You?
- So teach us to number our days, That we may present to You a heart of wisdom.
- Do return, O LORD; how long will it be? And be sorry for Your servants.
- O satisfy us in the morning with Your lovingkindness, That we may sing for joy and be glad all our days.
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