25. Do not call me back in the middle of my days: your years are from generation to generation.
26. In the beginning, O Lord, you founded the earth. And the heavens are the work of your hands.
27. They will perish, but you remain. And all will grow old like a garment. And, like a blanket, you will change them, and they will be changed.
28. Yet you are ever yourself, and your years will not decline.
29. The sons of your servants will live, and their offspring will be guided aright in every age.