| 102 | Psalms | ||
| Penitential Psalm - Help Me O Lord!. Psalm 102(v101) | |||
| 1 | Hear my prayer, O Yahweh; let my cry come to you! | ||
| 2 | Do not hide your face from me in the day of my distress! Incline your ear to me; answer me speedily in the day when I call! | ||
| 3 | For my days pass away like smoke, and my bones burn like a furnace. | ||
| 4 | My heart is smitten like grass, and withered; I forget to eat my bread. | ||
| 5 | Because of my loud groaning my bones cleave to my flesh. | ||
| 6 | I am like a vulture of the wilderness, like an owl of the waste places; | ||
| 7 | I lie awake, I am like a lonely bird on the housetop. | ||
| 8 | All the day my enemies taunt me, those who deride me use my name for a curse. | ||
| 9 | For I eat ashes like bread, and mingle tears with my drink, | ||
| 10 | because of your indignation and anger; for you have taken me up and thrown me away. | ||
| 11 | My days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass. | ||
| 12 | But you, O Yahweh, are enthroned for ever; your name endures to all generations. | ||
| 13 | You will arise and have pity on Zion; it is the time to favour her; the appointed time has come. | ||
| 14 | For your servants hold her stones dear, and have pity on her dust. | ||
| 15 | The nations will fear the name of Yahweh, and all the kings of the earth your glory. | ||
| 16 | For Yahweh will build up Zion, he will appear in his glory; | ||
| 17 | he will regard the prayer of the destitute, and will not despise their supplication. | ||
| 18 | Let this be recorded for a generation to come, so that a people yet unborn may praise Yahweh: | ||
| 19 | that he looked down from his holy height, from heaven Yahweh looked at the earth, | ||
| 20 | to hear the groans of the prisoners, to set free those who were doomed to die; | ||
| 21 | that men may declare in Zion the name of Yahweh, and in Jerusalem his praise, | ||
| 22 | when peoples gather together, and kingdoms, to worship Yahweh. | ||
| 23 | He has broken my strength in mid-course; he has shortened my days. | ||
| 24 | "O my God," I say, "take me not hence in the midst of my days, you whose years endure throughout all generations!" | ||
| 25 | Of old you laid the foundation of the earth, and the heavens are the work of your hands. | ||
| 26 | They will perish, but you endure; they will all wear out like a garment. You change them like raiment, and they pass away; | ||
| 27 | but you are the same, and your years have no end. | ||
| 28 | The children of your servants shall dwell secure; their posterity shall be established before you. | ||
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