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90.4 :And as a watch in the night.
 * Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep;
 * In the morning they are like grass which groweth up.
 * In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up;
 * In the evening it is cut down, and withereth.


 * For we are consumed in Thine anger,
 * And by Thy wrath are we hurried away.
 * Thou hast set our iniquities before Thee,
 * Our secret sins in the light of Thy countenance.
 * For all our days are passed away in Thy wrath;
 * We bring our years to an end as a tale that is told.
 * The days of our years are threescore years and ten,
 * Or even by reason of strength fourscore years;
 * Yet is their pride but travail and vanity;
 * For it is speedily gone, and we fly away.
 * Who knoweth the power of Thine anger,
 * And Thy wrath according to the fear that is due unto Thee?
 * So teach us to number our days,
 * That we may get us a heart of wisdom.


 * Return, O ; how long? And let it repent Thee concerning Thy servants.
 * O satisfy us in the morning with Thy mercy;
 * That we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
 * Make us glad according to the days wherein Thou hast afflicted us,
 * According to the years wherein we have seen evil.
 * Let Thy work appear unto Thy servants,
 * And Thy glory upon their children.
 * And let the graciousness of the Lord our God be upon us;
 * Establish Thou also upon us the work of our hands;
 * Yea, the work of our hands establish Thou it.


 * O thou that dwellest in the covert of the Most High,
 * And abidest in the shadow of the Almighty;
 * I will say of the, who is my refuge and my fortress,
 * My God, in whom I trust,
 * That He will deliver thee from the snare of the fowler,
 * And from the noisome pestilence.
 * He will cover thee with His pinions,
 * And under His wings shalt thou take refuge;
 * His truth is a shield and a buckler.


 * Thou shalt not be afraid of the terror by night,
 * Nor of the arrow that flieth by day;
 * Of the pestilence that walketh in darkness,
 * Nor of the destruction that wasteth at noonday.


 * A thousand may fall at Thy side,
 * And ten thousand at Thy right hand;
 * It shall not come nigh thee.
 * Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold,
 * And see the recompense of the wicked.


 * For thou hast made the who is my refuge,
 * Even the Most High, thy habitation.