You tell us to return to what we were;
you changed us back to dust.
A thousand years to you are like one day;
they are like yesterday, already gone, like a short hour in the night.
You carry us away like a flood; we last no longer than a dream.
We are like weeds that sprout in the morning, that grow
And burst in to bloom, then dry up and die in the evening…

Teach us how short our life is, so that we may become wise…
Fill us each morning with your constant love so that
we may sing and be glad all life.
Give us now as much happiness as the sadness you
gave us during all our years of misery.

Let us, your servants, see your mighty deeds;
Let our descendants see your glorious might.
Lord our God, may your blessings be with us.
Give us success in all we do.

The Bible, Ps. 90:3-6, 12, 14-17 TEV