God, you’ve been our home

since Adam.

Before the mountains were born,

before you birthed the world,

before time began ‘til forever–

for it’s never over–

You. Are. God.

You scooped dirt clods,

breathed life into dust.

You take back our breath,

Say, “from dust-to-dust they must.”

Mankind is nothing much.

A thousand years in your eyes

is like one day gone by

or a few hours in the night.

For you are high;

we are low.

We are lost;

you are home.

This is a paraphrase of Psalm 90:1-4