Are your days as the days of man, or your years like his,
That you take note of my sin, searching after my wrongdoing,
Truly, God is great, greater than all our knowledge; the number of his years may not be searched out.
But you, O Lord, are eternal; and your name will never come to an end.
The children of your servants will have a safe resting-place, and their seed will be ever before you.
They will be rolled up like a cloth, even like a robe, and they will be changed: but you are the same and your years will have no end.
But, my loved ones, keep in mind this one thing, that with the Lord one day is the same as a thousand years, and a thousand years are no more than one day.