b'Surely I have eaten ashes as bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,10 Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast heaved me up, and cast me down.11 My days are like a shadow that fadeth, and I am withered like grass.12 But thou, O Lord, doest remain forever, and thy remembrance from generation to generation.13 Thou wilt arise and have mercy upon Zion: for the time to have mercy thereon, for the appointed time is come.14 For thy servants delight in the stones thereof, and have pity on the dust thereof.15 Then the heathen shall fear the Name of the Lord, and all the Kings of the earth thy glory,16 When the Lord shall build up Zion, and shall appear in his glory,17 And shall turn unto the prayer of the desolate, and not despise their prayer.263'