from psalm 90
our iniquities you have set before you, and our secret sins in the light of your countenance.
when you are angry, all our days are gone; we bring our years to an end like a sigh.
the span of our life is seventy years, perhaps in strength even eighty; yet the sum of them is but labor and sorrow, for they pass away quickly and we are gone.
who regards the power of your wrath? who rightly fears your indignation?
so teach us to number our days that we may apply our hearts to wisdom.
and then finally from the song of Simeon…
Lord, you have set your servant free to go in peace as you have promised.