Psalm 102
Domine, exaudi
1 Hear my prayer, O Lord,*
and let my cry come unto you.
2 Hide not your face from me in the time of my trouble;*
incline your ear to me when I call; O hear me, and very soon.
3 For my days are consumed like smoke,*
and my bones are burnt up as in a furnace.
4 My heart is smitten and withered like grass,*
so that I forget to eat my bread.
5 Because of the voice of my groaning,*
my bones will scarcely cleave to my flesh.
6 I have become like an owl in the wilderness*
and like a screech-owl among the ruins.
7 I am solitary, and lie sleepless because of my groaning;*
I am like a sparrow that sits alone upon the housetop.
8 My enemies revile me all day long,*
and those who are enraged against me conspire to do me hurt.
9 For I have eaten ashes as if they were bread*
and mingled my drink with weeping,
10 Because of your indignation and wrath,*
for you have taken me up and cast me down.
11 My days are gone like a shadow,*
and I am withered like grass.
12 But you, O Lord, shall endure for ever,*
and your remembrance throughout all generations.
13 You shall arise and have mercy upon Zion,*
for it is time for you to have mercy upon her; indeed, the time has come.
14 For your servants love her very stones,*
and are moved to pity to see her in the dust.
15 The nations shall fear your Name, O Lord,*
and all the kings of the earth your majesty,
16 When the Lord shall build up Zion,*
and when his glory shall appear,
17 When he turns to the prayer of the destitute*
and despises not their plea.
18 This shall be written for those that come after,*
and a people that shall yet be born shall praise the Lord.
19 For he has looked down from his sanctuary;*
from the heavens the Lord has beheld the earth,
20 That he might hear the groanings of those who are in captivity,*
and deliver those who are condemned to die,
21 That they may declare the Name of the Lord in Zion,*
and his praises in Jerusalem;
22 When the peoples are gathered together,*
and the kingdoms also, to serve the Lord.
23 He brought down my strength before my time,*
and shortened my days.
24 But I said, "O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days;*
for your years endure throughout all generations."
25 You, Lord, in the beginning laid the foundation of the earth,*
and the heavens are the work of your hands.
26 They shall perish, but you shall endure;*
they all shall wear out, as does a garment;
27 And as a garment you shall change them, and they shall be changed;*
but you are the same, and your years shall not fail.
28 The children of your servants shall continue,*
and their seed shall stand fast in your sight.
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