To hear the groans of the prisoner; To free those who are condemned to death;
That men may declare the name of Yahweh in Zion, And his praise in Jerusalem;
When the peoples are gathered together, The kingdoms, to serve Yahweh.
He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.
I said, "My God, don't take me away in the midst of my days. Your years are throughout all generations.
Of old, you laid the foundation of the earth. The heavens are the work of your hands.
They will perish, but you will endure. Yes, all of them will wear out like a garment. You will change them like a cloak, and they will be changed.
But you are the same. Your years will have no end.
The children of your servants will continue. Their seed will be established before you."