Are thy days as the days of man, Or thy years as man's days,
That thou inquirest after mine iniquity, And searchest after my sin,
Behold, God is great, and we know him not; The number of his years is unsearchable.
But thou, O LORD, shalt abide for ever; And thy memorial unto all generations.
The children of thy servants shall continue, And their seed shall be established before thee.
And as a mantle shalt thou roll them up, As a garment, and they shall be changed: But thou art the same, And thy years shall not fail.
But forget not this one thing, beloved, that one day is with the Lord as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day.