Psalm 102

1Yahweh, hear my prayer, and let my cry come to you.

2Do not hide your face from me in the day of my distress; bend your ear to me—in the day I call, answer me swiftly.

3For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones burn like a firebrand.

4My heart is struck like grass and dries up, for I have forgotten to eat my bread.

5My bones cleave to my flesh from the sound of my groaning.

6I am like a pelican of the wilderness; I have become like an owl of desolate places.

7I stay awake and am like a sparrow alone on the roof.

8My enemies reproach me all day long; those who rave against me swear by me.

9For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mixed my drink with weeping.

10Because of your indignation and wrath, for you have lifted me up and cast me away.

11My days are like a lengthening shadow, and I dry up like grass.

12But you, Yahweh, remain forever, and your remembrance from generation to generation.

13You will arise and have mercy on Zion, for the time to favor her has come—indeed, the appointed time.

14For your servants delight in her stones and favor her dust.

15Nations will fear Yahweh's name, and all the kings of the earth your glory.

16For Yahweh builds Zion; he appears in his glory.

17He has looked upon the prayer of the destitute and has not despised their prayer.

18This will be recorded for a future generation, and people yet to be created will praise Yah.

19For Yahweh looked down from his holy height; from heaven he beheld the earth.

20to hear the prisoner's groaning, to free the sons of death

21to declare Yahweh's name in Zion, and his praise in Jerusalem.

22when nations gather together and kingdoms to serve Yahweh.

23He subdued my strength along the way with his strength; he cut short my days.

24I said to my God, Do not take me away in the midst of my days; your years last generation after generation.

25Long ago you founded the earth, and the heavens are the work of your hands.

26They will perish, but you will endure; all of them will grow old like a garment, like clothing you will change them, and they will be changed.

27But you are the same, and your years will not come to an end.

28Your servants’ children will abide, and their offspring will stand firm before you.