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 For when thou art angry all our days are gone; * we bring our years to an end, as it were a tale that is told.

The days of our age are threescore years and ten; and though men be so strong that they come to fourscore years, * yet is their strength then but labor and sorrow, so soon passeth it away, and we are gone.

So teach us to number our days, * that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.

Psalm 121    Levavi oculos

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills; * from whence cometh my help?

My help cometh even from the, * who hath made heaven and earth.

He will not suffer thy foot to be moved, * and he that keepeth thee will not sleep.

Behold, he that keepeth Israel * shall neither slumber nor sleep.

The himself is thy keeper; * the is thy defence upon thy right hand;

So that the sun shall not burn thee by day, * neither the moon by night.

The shall preserve thee from all evil; * yea, it is even he that shall keep thy soul.

The shall preserve thy going out, and thy coming in, * from this time forth for evermore.