Behold, God is great, and we know him not; the number of his years is unsearchable.
Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever you had formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God.
Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised, and his greatness is unsearchable.
For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.
The Almighty—we cannot find him; he is great in power; justice and abundant righteousness he will not violate.
God thunders wondrously with his voice; he does great things that we cannot comprehend.
“But will God indeed dwell on the earth? Behold, heaven and the highest heaven cannot contain you; how much less this house that I have built!
Behold, these are but the outskirts of his ways, and how small a whisper do we hear of him! But the thunder of his power who can understand?”
like a robe you will roll them up, like a garment they will be changed. But you are the same, and your years will have no end.”
But do not overlook this one fact, beloved, that with the Lord one day is as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day.
Are your days as the days of man, or your years as a man’s years,
All mankind has looked on it; man beholds it from afar.
For he draws up the drops of water; they distill his mist in rain,