9All our days pass away under your wrath;

we finish our years with a moan.

10The length of our days is seventy years—

or eighty, if we have the strength;

yet their span^a is but trouble and sorrow,

for they quickly pass, and we fly away.

11Who knows the power of your anger?

For your wrath is as great as the fear that is due you.

12Teach us to number our days aright,

that we may gain a heart of wisdom.

13Relent, O Lord! How long will it be?

Have compassion on your servants.

14Satisfy us in the morning with your unfailing love,

that we may sing for joy and be glad all our days.

15Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us,

for as many years as we have seen trouble.

16May your deeds be shown to your servants,

your splendor to their children.

17May the favor^b of the Lord our God rest upon us;

establish the work of our hands for us—

yes, establish the work of our hands.