Psalm 102  Jubilee Bible 2000

A Prayer of the poor in spirit, when he is overwhelmed, and pours out his complaint before the LORD.

¹ ¶ Hear my prayer, O LORD, and let my cry come unto thee.

² 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.

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

⁴ My heart is smitten and withered like grass so that I forget to eat my bread.

⁵ By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones cleave to my skin.

⁶ I am like a pelican of the wilderness; I am like an owl of the desert.

⁷ I watch and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.

⁸ My enemies reproach me all the day, and those that are mad against me are sworn against me.

⁹ 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 declines, and I am withered like grass.

¹² ¶ But thou, O LORD, shalt endure for ever and thy remembrance unto all generations.

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

¹⁴ For thy slaves love her stones and have compassion on the dust thereof.

¹⁵ So the Gentiles shall fear the name of the LORD, and all the kings of the earth thy glory

¹⁶ because the LORD shall have built up Zion, and he shall be seen in his glory.

¹⁷ He shall have regarded the prayer of those who are alone and destitute and not despised their prayer.

¹⁸ This shall be written for the generation to come, and the people who shall be created shall praise JAH.

¹⁹ For he has looked down from the height of his sanctuary; from the heavens the LORD beheld the earth

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

²¹ that they might declare the name of the LORD in Zion and his praise in Jerusalem,

²² when the people are gathered together as one 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, do not cut me off in the midst of my days; thy years are from generation to generation.

²⁵ Of old thou hast 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 thou shalt change them, and they shall be changed:

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

²⁸ The sons of thy slaves shall continue, and their seed shall be established before thee.