Psalm 102:1-12.


    A prayer of the afflicted, when he is overwhelmed, and poureth out his complaint before the LORD.
    1Hear my prayer, O LORD, and let my cry come unto thee.  2Hide not thy face from me in the day when I am in trouble; incline thine ear unto me: in the day when I call answer me speedily.
     3For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.
     4My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.
     5By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
     6I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert.
     7I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.
     8Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.
     9For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping.
     10Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.
     11My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.
     12But thou, O LORD, shall endure for ever; and thy remembrance unto all generations.

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