Psalm 102

¹Give ear to my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come to you.

²Let not your face be veiled from me in the day of my trouble; give ear to me, and let my cry be answered quickly.

³My days are wasted like smoke, and my bones are burned up as in a fire.

⁴My heart is broken; it has become dry and dead like grass, so that I give no thought to food.

⁵Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.

⁶I am like a bird living by itself in the waste places; like the night-bird in a waste of sand.

⁷I keep watch like a bird by itself on the house-top.

⁸My haters say evil of me all day; those who are violent against me make use of my name as a curse.

⁹I have had dust for bread and my drink has been mixed with weeping:

¹⁰Because of your passion and your wrath, for I have been lifted up and then made low by you.

¹¹My days are like a shade which is stretched out; I am dry like the grass.

¹²But you, O Lord, are eternal; and your name will never come to an end.

¹³You will again get up and have mercy on Zion: for the time has come for her to be comforted.

¹⁴For your servants take pleasure in her stones, looking with love on her dust.

¹⁵So the nations will give honour to the name of the Lord, and all the kings of the earth will be in fear of his glory: