Oh Lord you've been our dwelling place through all generations
Before the mountains were born
You gave birth to the earth
Even from everlasting to everlasting, you are God
You turn men back to dust
A thousand years go by like a night
Your children up like morning grass
Evening comes and we wither away
So teach us to number our days
That we may present to you a heart that's wise
We've been consumed by your anger
And by your wrath we've been dismayed
You placed our iniquities and our secret sins
Before the light of your face
Finished our days like a sigh
Seventy, if strong, eighty years of life
Labor and sorrow their only pride
It's gone and we fly away
Away, fly away, fly away
Do return, Lord oh how long will it be?
And for your servants show mercy
From our youth satisfy us with your lovingkindness
So we can sing
Relent oh Lord, the power of your anger who can bear?
I felt your wrath as great as the fear you deserve
All the years of affliction return now with jubilation
So we can sing
And confirm for us the works of our hands
Yes confirm for us the works of our hands
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