TEACH US LORD, THE SHORTNESS OF OUR LIVES (Ps 90:12)

Pius Powel Nsotan

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2. You turn men back into dust 3. In your anger our days pass away
And say go back sons of men Our life is over like a sigh
A thousand years are like yesterday come and gone Our span is seventy years, or eighty for the strong
No more than a watch in the night. Till we`re snatched by the cold hands of death.

4. Fill us with your love every morning Abrv.

We shall exult and rejoice all our days Brt: Brought
Give us the joy to balance all our afflictions Beg`ning: Beginning
For the years when we knew misfortune

17th July 2024