Coverdale(i)
9 For when thou art angrie, all or dayes are gone, we brynge or yeares to an ende, as it were a tayle that is tolde.
10 The dayes of oure age are iij. score yeares & ten: & though men be so stronge that they come to iiij. score yeares, yet is their strength then but laboure and sorowe: so soone passeth it awaye, & we are gone.
11 But who regardeth the power of thy wrath, thy fearfull & terrible displeasure?
12 O teach vs to nombre oure dayes, that we maye applie oure hertes vnto wy?dome.