Psalm 102
Prayer Of An Afflicted Man For Mercy On Himself And On Zion.
A Prayer of the afflicted; when he is overwhelmed and pours out his complaint to God.
And let my cry for help come to You!
Incline Your ear to me;
In the day when I call, answer me quickly.
And my bones have been scorched like a hearth.
Indeed, [absorbed by my heartache] I forget to eat my food.
My bones cling to my flesh.
I am like a [desolate] owl of the wasteland.
I have become like a lonely bird on a housetop.
Those who ridicule me use my name as a curse.
And have mingled my drink with tears
For You have lifted me up and thrown me away.
And as for me, I wither away like grass.
And [the fame and glory of] Your name [endures] to all generations.
For it is time to be gracious and show favor to her;
Yes, the appointed time [the moment designated] has come.
And feel pity for her dust.
And all the kings of the earth [will recognize] Your glory.
He has appeared in His glory and brilliance;
And has not despised their prayer.
That a people yet to be created will praise the LORD.
From heaven the LORD gazed on the earth,
To set free those who were doomed to death,
And His praise in Jerusalem,
And the kingdoms, to serve the LORD.
He has shortened my days.
Your years are [eternal] throughout all generations.
The heavens are the work of Your hands.
Yes, all of them will wear out like a garment.
Like clothing You will change them and they shall be changed.
And Your years will never end.
And their descendants will be established before You.”
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