1:11 They will perish, but you continue.
And they will all grow old like a garment,
1:12 and like a robe you will fold them up
and like a garment they will be changed,
but you are the same and your years will never run out.”
1:13 But to which of the angels has he ever said, “Sit at my right hand until I make your enemies a footstool for your feet”?