Psalms 102

¹A PRAYER OF THE AFFLICTED WHEN HE IS FEEBLE, AND POURS OUT HIS COMPLAINT BEFORE YHWH. O YHWH, hear my prayer, indeed, my cry comes to You.

²Do not hide Your face from me, In a day of my adversity, Incline Your ear to me, In the day I call, hurry, answer me.

³For my days have been consumed in smoke, And my bones have burned as a firebrand.

⁴Struck as the herb, and withered, is my heart, For I have forgotten to eat my bread.

⁵From the voice of my sighing My bone has cleaved to my flesh.

⁶I have been like to a pelican of the wilderness, I have been as an owl of the dry places.

⁷I have watched, and I am As a bird alone on the roof.

⁸All the day my enemies reproached me, Those mad at me have sworn against me.

⁹Because I have eaten ashes as bread, And have mingled my drink with weeping,

¹⁰From Your indignation and Your wrath, For You have lifted me up, And cast me down.

¹¹My days are stretched out as a shadow, And I am withered as the herb.

¹²And You, O YHWH, abide for all time, And Your memorial from generation to generation.

¹³You rise—You pity Zion, For the time to favor her, For the appointed time has come.

¹⁴For Your servants have been pleased with her stones, And they favor her dust.

¹⁵And nations fear the Name of YHWH, And all kings of the earth Your glory,

¹⁶For YHWH has built Zion, He has been seen in His glory,

¹⁷He turned to the prayer of the destitute, And He has not despised their prayer.

¹⁸This is written for a later generation, And the people created praise YAH.

¹⁹For He has looked From the high place of His sanctuary. YHWH looked attentively from the heavens to earth,

²⁰To hear the groan of the prisoner, To loose sons of death,

²¹To declare in Zion the Name of YHWH, And His praise in Jerusalem,

²²In the peoples being gathered together, And the kingdoms—to serve YHWH.

²³He has humbled my power in the way, He has shortened my days.

²⁴I say, “My God, do not take me up in the midst of my days,” Your years are through all generations.

²⁵You founded the earth before time, And the heavens are the work of Your hands.

²⁶They perish, and You remain, And all of them become old as a garment, You change them as clothing, And they are changed.

²⁷And You are the same, and Your years are not finished.

²⁸The sons of Your servants continue, And their seed is established before You!

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