For He hath known our frame, Remembering that we [are] dust.
Mortal man! as grass [are] his days, As a flower of the field so he flourisheth;
For a wind hath passed over it, and it is not, And its place doth not discern it any more.
And the kindness of Jehovah [Is] from age even unto age on those fearing Him, And His righteousness to sons' sons,
To those keeping His covenant, And to those remembering His precepts to do them.
Jehovah in the heavens Hath established His throne, And His kingdom over all hath ruled.
Bless Jehovah, ye His messengers, Mighty in power -- doing His word, To hearken to the voice of His Word.
Bless Jehovah, all ye His hosts, His ministers -- doing His pleasure.
Bless Jehovah, all ye His works, In all places of His dominion. Bless, O my soul, Jehovah!