11 My days are like an evening shadow that vanishes,and I wither away like grass.
12 But You, O Lord, shall endure forever enthronedand Your reputation to all generations.
13 You shall arise, and have mercy upon Zion,for the time to favor her,indeed, the appointed time has come.
14 For Your servants take pleasure in her stones,and have pity on her dust.
15 So the nations shall fear the name of the Lord,and all the kings of the earth Your glory.
16 For the Lord shall build up Zion;He shall appear in His glory.
17 He will regard the prayer of the destituteand will not despise their prayer.