Psalm 102:1-11

New American Standard Bible

Prayer of an Afflicted Man for Mercy on Himself and on Zion.

A Prayer of the afflicted when he is weak and ^[a]pours out his complaint before the Lord.

102 ^(A)Hear my prayer, Lord!
And let my cry for help ^(B)come to You.
²^(C)Do not hide Your face from me on the day of my distress;
^(D)Incline Your ear to me;
On the day when I call ^(E)answer me quickly.
³For my days ^(F)have ended in smoke,
And my ^(G)bones have been scorched like a hearth.
⁴My heart ^(H)has been struck like ^[b]grass and has ^(I)withered,
Indeed, I ^(J)forget to eat my bread.
⁵Because of the ^[c]loudness of my groaning
My ^(K)bones ^[d]cling to my flesh.
⁶I resemble a ^(L)pelican of the wilderness;
I have become like an owl of the ruins.
⁷I ^(M)lie awake,
I have become like a solitary bird on a housetop.

⁸My enemies ^(N)have taunted me all day long;
Those who ^[e]^(O)deride me ^[f]have used my name as a ^(P)curse.
⁹For I have eaten ashes like bread,
And ^(Q)mixed my drink with weeping
¹⁰^(R)Because of Your indignation and Your wrath;
For You have ^(S)lifted me up and thrown me away.
¹¹My days are like a ^[g]^(T)lengthened shadow,
And ^[h]I ^(U)wither away like ^[i]grass.