Seventy Eighty Ninety

the day's length is seventy years,
or eighty, if we are strong.
but these days are only trouble and sorrow
because they quickly fly along.

we finish our days with a stretch-ed moan
and this anger built up holds Power.
teach us to number these days aright,
not Simply by minute or hour.

we rise And sing when morning comes,
does this rejoice hoLd some power?
we break liMits thinking how long it will be
'til we reach the minute or hour.

our secret sinS are shown in the light
as trouble spreads over the lands,
as well as that day, like a trying plague
please establish the work of our hands.


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