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A Cry for Help

A prayer of a person who is suffering when he is discouraged and tells the Lord his complaints.

102 Lord, listen to my prayer.
    Let my cry for help come to you.
Do not hide from me
    in my time of trouble.
Pay attention to me.
    When I cry for help, answer me quickly.

My life is passing away like smoke.
    My bones are burned up with fire.
My heart is like grass
    that has been cut and dried.
    I forget to eat.
Because of my grief,
    my skin hangs on my bones.
I am like a desert owl.
    I am like an owl living among the ruins.
I lie awake.
    I am like a lonely bird on a housetop.
All day long enemies insult me.
    Those who make fun of me use my name as a curse.
I eat ashes as my food.
    My tears fall into my drinks.
10 Because of your great anger,
    you have picked me up and thrown me away.
11 My days are like a passing shadow.
    I am like dried grass.

12 But, Lord, you rule forever.
    Your fame continues from now on.
13 You will come and have mercy on Jerusalem.
    The time has now come to be kind to her.
14 Your servants love even her stones.
    They even care about her dust.
15 Nations will fear the name of the Lord.
    All the kings on earth will honor him.
16 The Lord will rebuild Jerusalem.
    There his glory will be seen.
17 He will answer the prayers of the needy.
    He will not reject their prayers.

18 Write these things for the future.
    Then people who are not yet born will praise the Lord.
19 The Lord looked down from his holy place above.
    From heaven he looked down at the earth.
20 He heard the moans of the prisoners.
    And he freed those sentenced to die.
21 The name of the Lord will be heard in Jerusalem.
    His praise will be heard in Jerusalem.
22 People will come together.
    Kingdoms will serve the Lord.

23 God has made me tired of living.
    He has cut short my life.
24 So I said, “My God, do not take me in the middle of my life.
    Your years go on and on.
25 In the beginning you made the earth.
    And your hands made the skies.
26 They will be destroyed, but you will remain.
    They will all wear out like clothes.
And, like clothes, you will change them.
    And they will be thrown away.
27 But you never change.
    And your life will never end.
28 Our children will live in your presence.
    And their children will remain with you.”

102 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come unto thee.

Hide not thy face from me in the day when I am in trouble; incline thine ear unto me: in the day when I call answer me speedily.

For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.

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

By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.

I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert.

I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.

Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.

For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping.

10 Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.

11 My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.

12 But thou, O Lord, shall endure for ever; and thy remembrance unto all generations.

13 Thou shalt arise, and have mercy upon Zion: for the time to favour her, yea, the set time, is come.

14 For thy servants take pleasure in her stones, and favour the dust thereof.

15 So the heathen shall fear the name of the Lord, and all the kings of the earth thy glory.

16 When the Lord shall build up Zion, he shall appear in his glory.

17 He will regard the prayer of the destitute, and not despise their prayer.

18 This shall be written for the generation to come: and the people which shall be created shall praise the Lord.

19 For he hath looked down from the height of his sanctuary; from heaven did the Lord behold the earth;

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

21 To declare the name of the Lord in Zion, and his praise in Jerusalem;

22 When the people are gathered together, and the kingdoms, to serve the Lord.

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

24 I said, O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days: thy years are throughout all generations.

25 Of old hast thou laid the foundation of the earth: and the heavens are the work of thy hands.

26 They 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 be changed:

27 But thou art the same, and thy years shall have no end.

28 The children of thy servants shall continue, and their seed shall be established before thee.