Psalms 103:1-2, 14-18

All that I am, praise the LORD; everything in me, praise his holy name. My whole being, praise the LORD and do not forget all his kindnesses.

He knows how we were made; he remembers that we are dust. Human life is like grass; we grow like a flower in the field. After the wind blows, the flower is gone, and there is no sign of where it was. But the LORD’s love for those who respect him continues forever and ever, and his goodness continues to their grandchildren and to those who keep his agreement and who remember to obey his orders.