Psalms 90

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¹`The nyntithe salm. He that dwellith in the help of the hiyeste God; schal dwelle in the proteccioun of God of heuene.

²He schal seie to the Lord, Thou art myn vptaker, and my refuit; my God, Y schal hope in him.

³For he delyuered me fro the snare of hunteris; and fro a scharp word.

⁴With hise schuldris he schal make schadowe to thee; and thou schalt haue hope vnder hise fetheris.

⁵His treuthe schal cumpasse thee with a scheld; thou schalt not drede of nyytis drede.

⁶Of an arowe fliynge in the dai, of a gobelyn goynge in derknessis; of asailing, and a myddai feend.

⁷A thousynde schulen falle doun fro thi side, and ten thousynde fro thi riytside; forsothe it schal not neiye to thee.

⁸Netheles thou schalt biholde with thin iyen; and thou schalt se the yelding of synneris.

⁹For thou, Lord, art myn hope; thou hast set thin help altherhiyeste.

¹⁰Yuel schal not come to thee; and a scourge schal not neiye to thi tabernacle.

¹¹For God hath comaundid to hise aungels of thee; that thei kepe thee in alle thi weies.

¹²Thei schulen beere thee in the hondis; leste perauenture thou hirte thi foot at a stoon.

¹³Thou schalt go on a snake, and a cocatrice; and thou schalt defoule a lioun and a dragoun.

¹⁴For he hopide in me, Y schal delyuere hym; Y schal defende him, for he knew my name.

¹⁵He criede to me, and Y schal here him, Y am with him in tribulacioun; Y schal delyuere him, and Y schal glorifie hym.

¹⁶I schal fille hym with the lengthe of daies; and Y schal schewe myn helthe to him.

Psalms 90

¹Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations.

²Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God.

³Thou turnest man to destruction; and sayest, Return, ye children of men.

⁴For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.

⁵Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up.

⁶In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth.

⁷For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.

⁸Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance.

⁹For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.

¹⁰The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.

¹¹Who knoweth the power of thine anger? even according to thy fear, so is thy wrath.

¹²So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.

¹³Return, O Lord, how long? and let it repent thee concerning thy servants.

¹⁴O satisfy us early with thy mercy; that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.

¹⁵Make us glad according to the days wherein thou hast afflicted us, and the years wherein we have seen evil.

¹⁶Let thy work appear unto thy servants, and thy glory unto their children.

¹⁷And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us: and establish thou the work of our hands upon us; yea, the work of our hands establish thou it.