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A prayer for a time of suffering, when anyone feels weak and wants to tell their complaints to the Lord.

102 Lord, hear my prayer.
    Listen to my cry for help.
Don’t turn away from me when I have troubles.
    Listen to me, and answer me quickly when I cry for help.
My life is passing away like smoke.
    My life is like a fire slowly burning out.

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Psalm 102[a]

A prayer of an afflicted person who has grown weak and pours out a lament before the Lord.

Hear my prayer,(A) Lord;
    let my cry for help(B) come to you.
Do not hide your face(C) from me
    when I am in distress.
Turn your ear(D) to me;
    when I call, answer me quickly.

For my days vanish like smoke;(E)
    my bones(F) burn like glowing embers.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 102:1 In Hebrew texts 102:1-28 is numbered 102:2-29.

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

A Prayer of the Afflicted when he is faint and [a]pours out his complaint before the Lord.

102 (A)Hear my prayer, O Lord!
And let my cry for help (B)come to You.
(C)Do not hide Your face from me in the day of my distress;
(D)Incline Your ear to me;
In the day when I call (E)answer me quickly.
For my days (F)have been [b]consumed in smoke,
And my (G)bones have been scorched like a hearth.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 102:1 Ps 142:2
  2. Psalm 102:3 Or finished

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

102 Hear my prayer, Yahweh!
    Let my cry come to you.
Don’t hide your face from me in the day of my distress.
    Turn your ear to me.
    Answer me quickly in the day when I call.
For my days consume away like smoke.
    My bones are burned as a torch.

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Psalm 102

Affliction in light of Eternity

A prayer of a suffering person who is weak and pours out his lament before the Lord.(A)

Lord, hear my prayer;
let my cry for help come before you.(B)
Do not hide your face from me in my day of trouble.
Listen closely to me;
answer me quickly when I call.(C)

For my days vanish like smoke,
and my bones burn like a furnace.(D)

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