4. Because a thousand years appearno more before thy sightThan yesterday, when it is past,or than a watch by night.
5. As with an overflowing floodthou carry'st them away:They like a sleep are, like the grassthat grows at morn are they.
6. At morn it flourishes and grows,cut down at ev'n doth fade.
7. For by thine anger we're consum'd,thy wrath makes us afraid.
8. Our sins thou and iniquitiesdost in thy presence place,And sett'st our secret faults beforethe brightness of thy face.
9. For in thine anger all our daysdo pass on to an end;And as a tale that hath been told,so we our years do spend.
10. Threescore and ten years do sum upour days and years, we see;Or, if, by reason of more strength,in some fourscore they be:Yet doth the strength of such old menbut grief and labour prove;For it is soon cut off,and we fly hence, and soon remove.
11. Who knows the power of thy wrath?according to thy fear