Prolong the life of the king; may his years endure to all generations!
The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup; you hold my lot.
The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; I have a goodly heritage.
He asked you for life; you gave it to him— length of days forever and ever.
You bestow on him blessings forever; you make him glad with the joy of your presence.
Yet it was the will of the Lord to crush him with affliction. When you make his life an offering for sin, he shall see his offspring and shall prolong his days; through him the will of the Lord shall prosper.