תהלים צ׳Psalms 90

Verse 1א׳Psalms 90:1 · תהלים צ:אStandard2,856

תְּפִלָּה לְמֹשֶׁה אִֽישׁ־הָאֱלֹהִים אֲֽדֹנָי מָעוֹן אַתָּה הָיִיתָ לָּנוּ בְּדֹר וָדֹֽר

A Prayer of Moses the man of God. Lord, Thou hast been our dwelling-place in all generations.

Verse 2ב׳Psalms 90:2 · תהלים צ:בStandard2,614

בְּטֶרֶם הָרִים יֻלָּדוּ וַתְּחוֹלֵֽל אֶרֶץ וְתֵבֵל וּֽמֵעוֹלָם עַד־עוֹלָם אַתָּה אֵֽל

Before the mountains were brought forth, Or ever Thou hadst formed the earth and the world, Even from everlasting to everlasting, Thou art God.

Verse 3ג׳Psalms 90:3 · תהלים צ:גStandard2,226

תָּשֵׁב אֱנוֹשׁ עַד־דַּכָּא וַתֹּאמֶר שׁוּבוּ בְנֵי־אָדָֽם

Thou turnest man to contrition; And sayest: 'Return, ye children of men.'

Verse 4ד׳Psalms 90:4 · תהלים צ:דStandard2,203

כִּי אֶלֶף שָׁנִים בְּֽעֵינֶיךָ כְּיוֹם אֶתְמוֹל כִּי יַעֲבֹר וְאַשְׁמוּרָה בַלָּֽיְלָה

For a thousand years in Thy sight Are but as yesterday when it is past, And as a watch in the night.

Verse 5ה׳Psalms 90:5 · תהלים צ:הStandard1,833

זְרַמְתָּם שֵׁנָה יִהְיוּ בַּבֹּקֶר כֶּחָצִיר יַחֲלֹֽף

Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep; In the morning they are like grass which groweth up.

Verse 6ו׳Psalms 90:6 · תהלים צ:וStandard1,364

בַּבֹּקֶר יָצִיץ וְחָלָף לָעֶרֶב יְמוֹלֵל וְיָבֵֽשׁ

In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; In the evening it is cut down, and withereth.

Verse 7ז׳Psalms 90:7 · תהלים צ:זStandard868

כִּֽי־כָלִינוּ בְאַפֶּךָ וּֽבַחֲמָתְךָ נִבְהָֽלְנוּ

For we are consumed in Thine anger, And by Thy wrath are we hurried away.

Verse 8ח׳Psalms 90:8 · תהלים צ:חStandard2,032

שת עֲוֺנֹתֵינוּ לְנֶגְדֶּךָ עֲלֻמֵנוּ לִמְאוֹר פָּנֶֽיךָ

Thou hast set our iniquities before Thee, Our secret sins in the light of Thy countenance.

Verse 9ט׳Psalms 90:9 · תהלים צ:טStandard1,637

כִּי כָל־יָמֵינוּ פָּנוּ בְעֶבְרָתֶךָ כִּלִּינוּ שָׁנֵינוּ כְמוֹ־הֶֽגֶה

For all our days are passed away in Thy wrath; We bring our years to an end as a tale that is told.

Verse 10י׳Psalms 90:10 · תהלים צ:יStandard4,192

יְמֵֽי־שְׁנוֹתֵינוּ בָהֶם שִׁבְעִים שָׁנָה וְאִם בִּגְבוּרֹת שְׁמוֹנִים שָׁנָה וְרָהְבָּם עָמָל וָאָוֶן כִּי־גָז חִישׁ וַנָּעֻֽפָה

The days of our years are threescore years and ten, Or even by reason of strength fourscore years; Yet is their pride but travail and vanity; For it is speedily gone, and we fly away.