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Psalm 102

A Prayer of one afflicted, when he is overwhelmed and pours out his complaint before the Lord.

Hear my prayer, O Lord,
    and let my cry come unto You.
Do not hide Your face from me
    in the day when I am in trouble;
incline Your ear to me;
    in the day when I call answer me quickly.

For my days are consumed like smoke,
    and my bones are burned as a furnace.
My heart is struck down and withered like grass,
    so that I forget to eat my bread.
Because of the sound of my groaning
    my bones cling to my skin.
I am like an owl of the wilderness,
    like a screech owl of the desert.
I stay awake and am
    as a sparrow alone upon the housetop.
My enemies reproach me all the day,
    and those who taunt me curse my name.
For I have eaten ashes like bread
    and mixed my drink with weeping,
10 because of Your indignation and Your wrath,
    for You have lifted me up, and cast me down.
11 My days are like an evening shadow that vanishes,
    and I wither away like grass.

12 But You, O Lord, shall endure forever enthroned
    and Your reputation to all generations.
13 You shall arise, and have mercy upon Zion,
    for the time to favor her,
    indeed, the appointed time has come.
14 For Your servants take pleasure in her stones,
    and have pity on her dust.
15 So the nations shall fear the name of the Lord,
    and all the kings of the earth Your glory.
16 For the Lord shall build up Zion;
    He shall appear in His glory.
17 He will regard the prayer of the destitute
    and will not despise their prayer.

18 Let this be written for the generation to come,
    that a people who shall be created shall praise the Lord.
19 For He has looked down from the height of His sanctuary;
    from heaven the Lord looked down on the earth,
20 to hear the groaning of the prisoners
    and to set free those who are appointed to death,
21 that they may declare the name of the Lord in Zion
    and His praise in Jerusalem;
22 when the peoples are gathered together,
    and the kingdoms, to serve the Lord.

23 He has weakened my strength in my midlife;
    He has shortened my days.
24 I said,
    “O my God, do not take me away in the midst of my days—
    Your years endure throughout all generations.”
25 From before You have laid the foundation of the earth,
    and the heavens are the work of Your hands.
26 They shall perish, but You shall endure;
    indeed, all of them shall wear out like a garment;
like a robe You shall change them,
    and they shall pass away,
27 but You are the same,
    and Your years shall have no end.
28 The children of Your servants shall be secure,
    and their offspring shall be established before You.