1
Lord, you have been our dwelling place through
all the ages of our race.
2
Before you gave the mountains birth or
formed and fashioned all the earth,
from
years which no beginning had to
years unending, you are God!
3
You turn man back to dust again; you
say, “Return to dust, O men!”
4
For in your sight a thousand years when
past, like yesterday, appears;
a
thousand years are in your sight brief
as a portion of the night.
5
You with a flood have swept men on, so
like a sleep they're quickly gone,
They're
like the grass which quickly grows--each
morning its new growth it shows;
6
though green beneath the morning sun, it's
withered ere the day is done.
7
For by your anger we're consumed, and
by your wrath to terror doomed.
8
Our sins you set before you sight, our
secret sins in your clear light.
9
Beneath your wrath we fade and die; our
years are ended with a sigh.
10
For some life's years are seventy; perhaps
the strong will eighty see.
Yet
is their best but toil and woe; all
quickly ends; how soon we go!
11
Who has your anger understood? Who
fears your fury like he should?
12
Teach us count aright our days, to
set our hearts on wisdom's ways.
13
Return, LORD! How long will it be? Let
us, your, servants, mercy see.
14
Your grace send with the morning rays; we'll
sing for joy though all our days.
15
Give joy that answers all the tears, the
troubles in those days and years.
16
Your work to all your servants show; your
glory on their sons bestow.
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O Lord our God, let favor rest; our
works confirm; our labors bless.
Tune: St Chrysostom 8.8.8.8.8.8 by Joseph Barnby
we cannot currently find a midi of this.
This can be sung to any long meter (LM) tune
or any that is marked as 8.8.8.8 etc.
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