Psalms 102
1 A prayer of one who is afflicted, when he grows faint and pours out his lament before the LORD. Hear my prayer, O LORD; let my cry for help come before You.
A Prayer of the man who is in trouble, when he is overcome, and puts his grief before the Lord. Give ear to my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come to you.
2 Do not hide Your face from me in my day of distress. Incline Your ear to me; answer me quickly when I call.
Let not your face be veiled from me in the day of my trouble; give ear to me, and let my cry be answered quickly.
3 For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones burn like glowing embers.
My days are wasted like smoke, and my bones are burned up as in a fire.
4 My heart is afflicted, and withered like grass; I even forget to eat my bread.
My heart is broken; it has become dry and dead like grass, so that I give no thought to food.
5 Through my loud groaning my flesh clings to my bones.
Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.
6 I am like a desert owl, like an owl among the ruins.
I am like a bird living by itself in the waste places; like the night-bird in a waste of sand.
7 I lie awake; I am like a lone bird on a housetop.
I keep watch like a bird by itself on the house-top.
8 All day long my enemies taunt me; they ridicule me and curse me.
My haters say evil of me all day; those who are violent against me make use of my name as a curse.
9 For I have eaten ashes like bread and mixed my drink with tears
I have had dust for bread and my drink has been mixed with weeping:
10 because of Your indignation and wrath, for You have picked me up and cast me aside.
Because of your passion and your wrath, for I have been lifted up and then made low by you.
11 My days are like lengthening shadows, and I wither away like grass.
My days are like a shade which is stretched out; I am dry like the grass.
12 But You, O LORD, sit enthroned forever; Your renown endures to all generations.
But you, O Lord, are eternal; and your name will never come to an end.
13 You will rise up and have compassion on Zion, for it is time to show her favor— the appointed time has come.
You will again get up and have mercy on Zion: for the time has come for her to be comforted.
14 For Your servants delight in her stones and take pity on her dust.
For your servants take pleasure in her stones, looking with love on her dust.
15 So the nations will fear the name of the LORD, and all the kings of the earth will fear Your glory.
So the nations will give honour to the name of the Lord, and all the kings of the earth will be in fear of his glory:
16 For the LORD will rebuild Zion; He has appeared in His glory.
When the Lord has put up the walls of Zion, and has been been in his glory;
17 He will turn toward the prayer of the destitute; He will not despise their prayer.
When he has given ear to the prayer of the poor, and has not put his request on one side.
18 Let this be written for the generation to come, so that a people not yet created may praise the LORD.
This will be put in writing for the coming generation, and the people of the future will give praise to the Lord.
19 For He looked down from the heights of His sanctuary; the LORD gazed out from heaven to earth
For from his holy place the Lord has seen, looking down on the earth from heaven;
20 to hear a prisoner’s groaning, to release those condemned to death,
Hearing the cry of the prisoner, making free those for whom death is ordered;
21 that they may proclaim the name of the LORD in Zion and praise Him in Jerusalem,
So that they may give out the name of the Lord in Zion, and his praise in Jerusalem;
22 when peoples and kingdoms assemble to serve the LORD.
When the peoples are come together, and the kingdoms, to give worship to the Lord.
23 He has broken my strength on the way; He has cut short my days.
He has taken my strength from me in the way; he has made short my days.
24 I say: “O my God, do not take me in the midst of my days! Your years go on through all generations.
I will say, O my God, take me not away before my time; your years go on through all generations:
25 In the beginning You laid the foundations of the earth, and the heavens are the work of Your hands.
In the past you put the earth on its base, and the heavens are the work of your hands.
26 They will perish, but You remain; they will all wear out like a garment. Like clothing You will change them, and they will be passed on.
They will come to an end, but you will still go on; they all will become old like a coat, and like a robe they will be changed:
27 But You remain the same, and Your years will never end.
But you are the unchanging One, and your years will have no end.
28 The children of Your servants will dwell securely, and their descendants will be established before You.”
The children of your servants will have a safe resting-place, and their seed will be ever before you.
