Psalm 90: Teach us to number our days

You've been a dwelling place for us throughout the generations,
before the hills were born,
before the earth and the world were formed.

You turn to us saying, "Return children of Adam."
For a thousand years in Your sight are but as yesterday when it is past,
as a watch in the night.
You carry them away as in a flood.
They are like grass which springs up in the morning, flourishing and
in the evening, is cut down and withers.

We bring our years to an end like a tale that is told.
It is speedily gone, and we, fly away.
Teach us to number our days,
that we might grow a heart of wisdom.

May Your loving-kindness fill us in the morning,
that we might sing and be glad all of our days.

May Your works appear before us shining,
and Your glory rest upon our children.
May Your beauty rest upon us.
And may the work of our hands be worthy,
yes, may You ground the work of our hands.