Psalms 102

1A Prayer of the afflicted, when he fainteth, and poureth out his complaint before YHWH. O YHWH, hear my prayer, And let my cry come unto Thee.

2Hide not Thy face from me in the day of my distress; Incline Thine ear unto me; In the day when I call answer me speedily.

3For my days are consumed like smoke, And my bones are burned as a hearth.

4My heart is smitten like grass, and withered; For I forget to eat my bread.

5By reason of the voice of my sighing My bones cleave to my flesh.

6I am like a pelican of the wilderness; I am become as an owl of the waste places.

7I watch, and am become Like a sparrow that is alone upon the housetop.

8Mine enemies taunt me all the day; They that are mad against me do curse by me.

9For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mingled my drink with weeping,

10Because of Thine indignation and Thy wrath; For Thou hast taken me up, and cast me away.

11My days are like a lengthening shadow; And I am withered like grass.

12But Thou, O YHWH, sittest enthroned for ever; And Thy name is unto all generations.

13Thou wilt arise, and have compassion upon Zion; For it is time to be gracious unto her, for the appointed time is come.

14For Thy servants take pleasure in her stones, And love her dust.

15So the nations will fear the name of YHWH, And all the kings of the earth Thy glory;

16When YHWH hath built up Zion, When He hath appeared in His glory;

17When He hath regarded the prayer of the destitute, And hath not despised their prayer.

18This shall be written for the generation to come; And a people which shall be created shall praise YHWH.

19For He hath looked down from the height of His sanctuary; From heaven did YHWH behold the earth;

20To hear the groaning of the prisoner; To loose those that are appointed to death;

21That men may tell of the name of YHWH in Zion, And His praise in Jerusalem;

22When the peoples are gathered together, And the kingdoms, to serve YHWH.

23He weakened my strength in the way; He shortened my days.

24I say: ‘O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days, Thou whose years endure throughout all generations.

25Of old Thou didst lay the foundation of the earth; And the heavens are the work of Thy hands.

26They shall perish, but Thou shalt endure; Yea, all of them shall wax old like a garment; As a vesture shalt Thou change them, and they shall pass away;

27But Thou art the selfsame, And Thy years shall have no end.

28The children of Thy servants shall dwell securely, And their seed shall be established before Thee.’