Psalms 102

CLV(i) 1 {A Prayer{ {For the humbled one when he is drooping and is pouring out his concern before Yahweh.{ O Yahweh, do hear my prayer, And let my imploring come to You." 2 O do not conceal Your face from me in the day of my distress! Stretch out Your ear to me; Answer me hastily, in the day I shall call." 3 For my days vanish like smoke, And my bones burn hot like glowing embers." 4 My heart is smitten and is drying up like herbage, For I forget to eat my bread." 5 Because of the sound of my sighing My bones cling to my flesh. 6 I am like a pelican of the marshy wilderness; I have become like a little owl of the deserted places. 7 I am watchful, And I am becoming like a solitary bird on a housetop." 8 The entire day my enemies reproach me; Those raving against me swear a curse by me. 9 For I eat ashes like bread, And I blend my drink with lamentation, 10 In view of Your indignation and Your wrath, For You have lifted me up and are flinging me down." 11 My days are like the declining shadow, And I, I am drying up like herbage." 12 Yet You, O Yahweh, You are dwelling for the eon, And Your Name for generation after generation." 13 You Yourself shall rise; You shall have compassion on Zion, For it is the era to be gracious to her, Since the appointed time has come." 14 For Your servants hold her stones dear, And they show favor to her soil." 15 The nations shall 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 turn toward the prayer of the forlorn, And He will not despise their prayer." 18 Let this be written for a later generation, When a people yet being created shall praise Yah." 19 For He will gaze from His sanctuary on high; Yahweh from the heavens to the earth will look down, 20 To hear the groaning of the prisoner, To unloose the sons of death, 21 So that the Name of Yahweh may be recounted in Zion And His praise in Jerusalem, 22 When the peoples are convened together And the kingdoms come to serve Yahweh. 23 On the way He has humbled my vigor; He has shortened my days. 24 I am saying, O my El, do not take me away at the half of my days! Your years continue through generation after generations." 25 Beforetime You founded the earth, And the heavens are the work of Your hands." 26 They shall perish, yet You shall stand. All of them shall decay like a cloak; You shall change them like clothing, and they shall pass by." 27 Yet You remain the same, And Your years shall not come to end." 28 The sons of Your servants, they shall tabernacle in serenity, And their seed shall be established before You."