You, O Yahweh, abide forever,
And the remembrance of Your name from generation to generation.
You will arise and have compassion on Zion—
For it is time to be gracious to it,
For the appointed time has come.
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Your years are from generation to all generations.
Of old You founded the earth,
And the heavens are the work of Your hands.
Even they will perish, but You will remain;
And all of them will wear out like a garment;
Like clothing You will change them and they will be changed.
But You are the same,
And Your years will not come to an end.