Psalms 102

chevron_leftchevron_right

¹Give ear to my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come to you.

²Let not your face be veiled from me in the day of my trouble; give ear to me, and let my cry be answered quickly.

³My days are wasted like smoke, and my bones are burned up as in a fire.

⁴My heart is broken; it has become dry and dead like grass, so that I give no thought to food.

⁵Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.

⁶I am like a bird living by itself in the waste places; like the night-bird in a waste of sand.

⁷I keep watch like a bird by itself on the house-top.

⁸My haters say evil of me all day; those who are violent against me make use of my name as a curse.

⁹I have had dust for bread and my drink has been mixed with weeping:

¹⁰Because of your passion and your wrath, for I have been lifted up and then made low by you.

¹¹My days are like a shade which is stretched out; I am dry like the grass.

¹²But you, O Lord, are eternal; and your name will never come to an end.

¹³You will again get up and have mercy on Zion: for the time has come for her to be comforted.

¹⁴For your servants take pleasure in her stones, looking with love on her dust.

¹⁵So the nations will give honour to the name of the Lord, and all the kings of the earth will be in fear of his glory:

¹⁶When the Lord has put up the walls of Zion, and has been been in his glory;

¹⁷When he has given ear to the prayer of the poor, and has not put his request on one side.

¹⁸This will be put in writing for the coming generation, and the people of the future will give praise to the Lord.

¹⁹For from his holy place the Lord has seen, looking down on the earth from heaven;

²⁰Hearing the cry of the prisoner, making free those for whom death is ordered;

²¹So that they may give out the name of the Lord in Zion, and his praise in Jerusalem;

²²When the peoples are come together, and the kingdoms, to give worship to the Lord.

²³He has taken my strength from me in the way; he has made short my days.

²⁴I will say, O my God, take me not away before my time; your years go on through all generations:

²⁵In the past you put the earth on its base, and the heavens are the work of your hands.

²⁶They will come to an end, but you will still go on; they all will become old like a coat, and like a robe they will be changed:

²⁷But you are the unchanging One, and your years will have no end.

²⁸The children of your servants will have a safe resting-place, and their seed will be ever before you.

Psalms 102

¹Hear my prayer, Lord! Let my cry come to you.

²Do not hide your face from me in the day of my distress. Turn your ear to me. Answer me quickly in the day when I call.

³For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a firebrand.

⁴My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.

⁵By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.

⁶I am like a pelican of the wilderness. I have become as an owl of the waste places.

⁷I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone on the housetop.

⁸My enemies reproach me all day. Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.

⁹For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mixed my drink with tears,

¹⁰Because of your indignation and your wrath, for you have taken me up, and thrown me away.

¹¹My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.

¹²But you, Lord, will abide forever; your renown endures to all generations.

¹³You will arise and have mercy on Zion; for it is time to have pity on her. Yes, the set time has come.

¹⁴For your servants take pleasure in her stones, and have pity on her dust.

¹⁵So the nations will fear the name of the Lord; all the kings of the earth your glory.

¹⁶For the Lord has built up Zion. He has appeared in his glory.

¹⁷He has responded to the prayer of the destitute, and has not despised their prayer.

¹⁸This will be written for the generation to come. A people which will be created will praise Yah.

¹⁹For he has looked down from the height of his sanctuary. From heaven, the Lord saw the earth;

²⁰to hear the groans of the prisoner; to free those who are condemned to death;

²¹that men may declare the name of the Lord in Zion, and his praise in Jerusalem;

²²when the peoples are gathered together, the kingdoms, to serve the Lord.

²³He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.

²⁴I said, "My God, do not take me away in the midst of my days. Your years are throughout all generations.

²⁵Of old, you laid the foundation of the earth. The heavens are the work of your hands.

²⁶They will perish, but you will endure. Yes, all of them will wear out like a garment. You will change them like a cloak, and they will be changed.

²⁷But you are the same. Your years will have no end.

²⁸The children of your servants will continue. Their seed will be established before you."