90:1 Lord, you have been our dwelling place [1]
  in all generations.
Before the mountains were brought forth,
  or ever you had formed the earth and the world,
  from everlasting to everlasting you are God.

You return man to dust
  and say, “Return, O children of man!” [2]
For a thousand years in your sight
  are but as yesterday when it is past,
  or as a watch in the night.

You sweep them away as with a flood; they are like a dream,
  like grass that is renewed in the morning:
in the morning it flourishes and is renewed;
  in the evening it fades and withers.

For we are brought to an end by your anger;
  by your wrath we are dismayed.
You have set our iniquities before you,
  our secret sins in the light of your presence.

For all our days pass away under your wrath;
  we bring our years to an end like a sigh.
The years of our life are seventy,
  or even by reason of strength eighty;
yet their span [3] is but toil and trouble;
  they are soon gone, and we fly away.
Who considers the power of your anger,
  and your wrath according to the fear of you?

So teach us to number our days
  that we may get a heart of wisdom.
Return, O Lord! How long?
  Have pity on your servants!
Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love,
  that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us,
  and for as many years as we have seen evil.
Let your work be shown to your servants,
  and your glorious power to their children.
Let the favor [4] of the Lord our God be upon us,
  and establish the work of our hands upon us;
  yes, establish the work of our hands!

91:1 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
  will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say [5] to the Lord, “My refuge and my fortress,
  my God, in whom I trust.”

For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler
  and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his pinions,
  and under his wings you will find refuge;
  his faithfulness is a shield and buckler.
You will not fear the terror of the night,
  nor the arrow that flies by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in darkness,
  nor the destruction that wastes at noonday.

A thousand may fall at your side,
  ten thousand at your right hand,
  but it will not come near you.
You will only look with your eyes
  and see the recompense of the wicked.

Because you have made the Lord your dwelling place—
  the Most High, who is my refuge [6]—
no evil shall be allowed to befall you,
  no plague come near your tent.

For he will command his angels concerning you
  to guard you in all your ways.
On their hands they will bear you up,
  lest you strike your foot against a stone.
You will tread on the lion and the adder;
  the young lion and the serpent you will trample underfoot.

“Because he holds fast to me in love, I will deliver him;
  I will protect him, because he knows my name.
When he calls to me, I will answer him;
  I will be with him in trouble;
  I will rescue him and honor him.
With long life I will satisfy him
  and show him my salvation.”

92:1 It is good to give thanks to the Lord,
  to sing praises to your name, O Most High;
to declare your steadfast love in the morning,
  and your faithfulness by night,
to the music of the lute and the harp,
  to the melody of the lyre.
For you, O Lord, have made me glad by your work;
  at the works of your hands I sing for joy.

How great are your works, O Lord!
  Your thoughts are very deep!
The stupid man cannot know;
  the fool cannot understand this:
that though the wicked sprout like grass
  and all evildoers flourish,
they are doomed to destruction forever;
  but you, O Lord, are on high forever.
For behold, your enemies, O Lord,
  for behold, your enemies shall perish;
  all evildoers shall be scattered.

But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox;
  you have poured over me [7] fresh oil.
My eyes have seen the downfall of my enemies;
  my ears have heard the doom of my evil assailants.

The righteous flourish like the palm tree
  and grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
They are planted in the house of the Lord;
  they flourish in the courts of our God.
They still bear fruit in old age;
  they are ever full of sap and green,
to declare that the Lord is upright;
  he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.

“God gave them a spirit of stupor,
  eyes that would not see
  and ears that would not hear,
down to this very day.”

“Let their table become a snare and a trap,
  a stumbling block and a retribution for them;
let their eyes be darkened so that they cannot see,
  and bend their backs forever.”