A thousand years in your sight are like yesterday, that has passed;
like a short watch in the night...
Seventy years are what we have, or eighty for the stronger ones;
and most of that is labour and sadness –
quickly they pass, and we are gone....
Teach us to reckon our days like this,
so that our hearts may be led at last to wisdom...
Fill us with your kindness in the morning,
and we shall rejoice and be glad all the days of our life.

- Psalm 90