O Yahweh! thy Name, is age-abiding, - O Yahweh! thy memorial, is to generation after generation.

For though Yahweh is high, yet he looks after the lowly; but the proud, he knows from afar.

I stretch forth my hands unto you: my soul thirsts after you, as a thirsty land. Selah.

That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner pillars, polished after the similitude of a palace:

Thy kingdom, is a kingdom of all ages, - and, thy dominion, is over generation after generation.

Yahweh, will reign, to times age-abiding, Thy God, O Zion, to generation after generation. Praise ye Yah!