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A prayer of the afflicted in case he grows feeble and pours out his concern before Jehovah himself.+ 102 O Jehovah, do hear my prayer;+ And to you may my own cry for help come.+ 2 Do not conceal your face from me on the day that I am in sore straits.+ Incline to me your ear;+ On the day that I call, hurry, answer me.+ 3 For my days have come to an end just like smoke,+ And my very bones have been made red-hot just like a fireplace.+ 4 My heart has been struck just like vegetation and is dried up,+ For I have forgotten to eat my food.*+ 5 Because of the sound of my sighing+ My bones have stuck to my flesh.+ 6 I do resemble the pelican of the wilderness.+ I have become like a little owl of desolated places. 7 I have grown emaciated,* And I am become like a bird isolated upon a roof.+ 8 All day long my enemies have reproached me.+ Those making a fool of me have sworn even by me.+ 9 For I have eaten ashes themselves just like bread;+ And the things I drink I have mingled even with weeping,+ 10 Because of your denunciation and your indignation;+ For you have lifted me up, that you might throw me away.+ 11 My days are like a shadow that has declined,*+ And I myself am dried up like mere vegetation.+ 12 As for you, O Jehovah, to time indefinite you will dwell,+ And your memorial will be for generation after generation.+ 13 You yourself will arise, you will have mercy on Zion,+ For it is the season to be favorable to her, For the appointed time has come.+ 14 For your servants have found pleasure in her stones,+ And to her dust they direct their favor.+ 15 And the nations will fear the name of Jehovah,*+ And all the kings of the earth your glory.+ 16 For Jehovah* will certainly build up Zion;+ He must appear in his glory.+ 17 He will certainly turn to the prayer of those stripped [of everything],+ And not despise their prayer.+ 18 This is written for the future generation;+ And the people that is to be created will praise Jah.*+ 19 For he has looked down from his holy height,+ From the very heavens Jehovah* himself has looked even at the earth,+ 20 To hear the sighing of the prisoner,+ To loosen those appointed to death;*+ 21 For the name of Jehovah* to be declared* in Zion+ And his praise in Jerusalem,+ 22 When the peoples are collected all together,+ And the kingdoms to serve* Jehovah.+ 23 On the way he afflicted my power,+ He cut short my days.+ 24 I proceeded to say: “O my God,* Do not take me off at the half of my days;+ Your years are throughout all generations.*+ 25 Long ago you laid the foundations of the earth itself,+ And the heavens are the work of your hands.+ 26 They themselves will perish, but you yourself will keep standing;*+ And just like a garment they will all of them wear out.+ Just like clothing you will replace them, and they will finish their turn.+ 27 But you are the same,* and your own years will not be completed.+ 28 The sons of your servants will continue residing;+ And before you their own offspring will be firmly established.”+
^ Lit., “bread.”
^ Possibly, “I have kept awake,” by another derivation of the Heb. verb.
^ “My own days have declined just like a shadow,” LXXSyVg and by a slight correction of M.
^ See 68:4 ftn.
^ Lit., “the sons of death.”
^ Lit., “to declare the name of Jehovah.”
^ Or, “to worship (render sacred service).” Heb., la·ʽavodhʹ.
^ “O my God.” Heb., ʼE·liʹ.
^ Lit., “in (throughout) the generation of generations.”
^ Lit., “you are he.”