For he understands how weak we are; he knows we are only dust.
Our days on earth are like grass; like wildflowers, we bloom and die.
The wind blows, and we are gone -- as though we had never been here.
But the love of the LORD remains forever with those who fear him. His salvation extends to the children's children
of those who are faithful to his covenant, of those who obey his commandments!
The LORD has made the heavens his throne; from there he rules over everything.
Praise the LORD, you angels of his, you mighty creatures who carry out his plans, listening for each of his commands.
Yes, praise the LORD, you armies of angels who serve him and do his will!
Praise the LORD, everything he has created, everywhere in his kingdom. As for me -- I, too, will praise the LORD.