Psalm 102 Christian Standard Bible (CSB)
Affliction in Light of Eternity
A prayer of a suffering person who is weak and pours out his lament before the Lord.
1 Lord, hear my prayer;
let my cry for help come before you.
2 Do not hide your face from me in my day of trouble.
Listen closely to me;
answer me quickly when I call.
3 For my days vanish like smoke,
and my bones burn like a furnace.
4 My heart is suffering, withered like grass;
I even forget to eat my food.
5 Because of the sound of my groaning,
my flesh sticks to my bones.
6 I am like an eagle owl,
like a little owl among the ruins.
7 I stay awake;
I am like a solitary bird on a roof.
8 My enemies taunt me all day long;
they ridicule and use my name as a curse.
9 I eat ashes like bread
and mingle my drinks with tears
10 because of your indignation and wrath;
for you have picked me up and thrown me aside.
11 My days are like a lengthening shadow,
and I wither away like grass.
12 But you, Lord, are enthroned forever;
your fame endures to all generations.
13 You will rise up and have compassion on Zion,
for it is time to show favor to her—
the appointed time has come.
14 For your servants take delight in its stones
and favor its dust.
15 Then the nations will fear the name of the Lord,
and all the kings of the earth your glory,
16 for the Lord will rebuild Zion;
he will appear in his glory.
17 He will pay attention to the prayer of the destitute
and will not despise their prayer.
18 This will be written for a later generation,
and a people who have not yet been created will praise the Lord:
19 He looked down from his holy heights—
the Lord gazed out from heaven to earth—
20 to hear a prisoner’s groaning,
to set free those condemned to die,
21 so that they might declare
the name of the Lord in Zion
and his praise in Jerusalem,
22 when peoples and kingdoms are assembled
to serve the Lord.
23 He has broken my strength in midcourse;
he has shortened my days.
24 I say: “My God, do not take me
in the middle of my life!
Your years continue through all generations.
25 Long ago you established the earth,
and the heavens are the work of your hands.
26 They will perish, but you will endure;
all of them will wear out like clothing.
You will change them like a garment,
and they will pass away.
27 But you are the same,
and your years will never end.
28 Your servants’ children will dwell securely,
and their offspring will be established before you.”