He heard the groans of prisoners and set free those who were condemned to die.
And so his name will be proclaimed in Zion, and he will be praised in Jerusalem
when nations and kingdoms come together and worship the Lord.
The Lord has made me weak while I am still young; he has shortened my life.
O God, do not take me away now before I grow old. O Lord, you live forever;
long ago you created the earth, 1 and with your own hands you made the heavens.
They will disappear, but you will remain; they will all wear out like clothes. You will discard them like clothes, and they will vanish.
But you are always the same, and your life never ends.
Our children will live in safety, and under your protection their descendants will be secure.