Tune: The Supreme Sacrifice
(\'O valiant hearts\')
Psalm 90 v.10-14 and v.17
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The days of our years, they threescore and ten (70)
Or if having strength, reaching fourscore then (80)
Yet is their boast only labour, sorrow
We soon cut off, we fly away, we know
Who knows the power of your anger, Lord?
As your far be, so your wrath, true your word
Measure of reverent fear it equals
Measure of your wrath, help us hear you calls
So teach us to number our days, that we
Gain a heart of wisdom, not foolishly
Return, O Lord, to us, how long it be?
Have compassion on us, your servants see
O satisfy us early with mercy
That we may rejoice, glad all our days be
Let your beauty be upon us, stablish
The work of our hands, prosperity this