" CXXVIII. 327 " CXXIX. 331 " CXXX. 335 " CXXXI. 341 " CXXXII. 344 " CXXXIII. 355 " CXXXIV. 359 " CXXXV. 361 " CXXXVI. 366 " CXXXVII. 370 " CXXXVIII. 376 " CXXXIX. 382 " CXL. 393 " CXLI. 398 " CXLII. 405 " CXLIII. 410 " CXLIV. 418 " CXLV. 424 " CXLVI. 434 " CXLVII. 440 " CXLVIII. 448 " CXLIX. 454 " CL. 458 BOOK IV. _PSALMS XC.-CVI._ PSALM XC. 1 Lord, a dwelling-place hast Thou been for us In generation after generation. 2 Before the mountains were born, Or Thou gavest birth to the earth and the world, Even from everlasting, Thou art God. 3 Thou turnest frail man back to dust, And sayest, "Return, ye sons of man." 4 For a thousand years in Thine eyes are as yesterday when it was passing, And a watch in the night. 5 Thou dost flood them away, a sleep do they become, In the morning they are like grass [which] springs afresh. 6 In the morning it blooms and springs afresh, By evening it is cut down and withers. 7 For we are wasted away in Thine anger, And by Thy wrath have we been panic-struck. 8 Thou hast set our iniquities before Thee, Our secret [sins] in the radiance of Thy face. 9 For all our days have vanished in Thy wrath, We have spent our years as a murmur. 10 The days of our years--in them are seventy years, Or if [we are] in strength, eighty years, And their pride is [but] trouble and vanity, For it is passed swiftly, and we fly away. 11 Who knows the power of Thine anger, And of Thy wrath according to the [due] fear of Thee? 12 To number our days--thus teach us, That we may win ourselves a heart of wisdom.