11 My days are like the evening shadow;I wither away like grass.
12 But you, Lord, sit enthroned for ever;your renown endures through all generations.
13 You will arise and have compassion on Zion,for it is time to show favour to her;the appointed time has come.
14 For her stones are dear to your servants;her very dust moves them to pity.
15 The nations will fear the name of the Lord,all the kings of the earth will revere your glory.
16 For the Lord will rebuild Zionand appear in his glory.
17 He will respond to the prayer of the destitute;he will not despise their plea.