Prolong the life of the king; may his years endure to all generations!
The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup; thou holdest my lot.
The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
He asked life of thee; thou gavest it to him, length of days for ever and ever.
Yea, thou dost make him most blessed for ever; thou dost make him glad with the joy of thy presence.
Yet it was the will of the Lord to bruise him; he has put him to grief; when he makes himself an offering for sin, he shall see his offspring, he shall prolong his days; the will of the Lord shall prosper in his hand;