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Moff PSA Chapter 102

PSA 102 ©

The prayer of an unhappy soul who is overwhelmed and pours out his plaint before the Eternal.

102Listen to my prayer, O thou Eternal,

let my cry for help reach thee;

2hide not thy face from me

on my day of trouble,

bend thine ear to me,

answer me quickly when I call.


3My days are vanishing like smoke;

my limbs are fevered like a fire,

4my health is blighted, withering like grass–

I forget to take my food;

5my skin is stretched tight on the bone,

so bitterly I moan.


6I am like a pelican in the desert,

like an owl moping in the ruins;

7I cannot sleep, I mourn

like a lonely bird on the roof;

8all day long my foes are taunting me,

those who mock me call me “The accursed.”


9I eat ashes with my food,

tears fall into my drink,

10so angry and furious art thou—

thou who didst lift me and hast thrown me down!

11My days are brief as any evening shadow,

and I am withering away like grass.


23He has broken my strength,

24he has shortened my days, till I cry:

“My God, remove me not before my days are done,

O thou whose years endure age after age!”


12O thou Eternal, throned for ever,

from age to age thy fame endures;

13thou wilt rise and have pity on Sion—

’tis time, ’tis time to favour her;

14her scattered stones are dear to thy servants,

and they are distressed at the dust of her ruins.


16When the Eternal builds up Sion,

appearing in his majesty,

17when he turns to the folorn,

despising not their prayer,

15then pagans will revere thee,

all kings on earth will own thy majesty.


19When the Eternal bends from his sacred height,

and looks from heaven to earth,

20to hear the prisoner’s groan,

and to release the doomed;

18let this be set down for future generations,

that people yet unborn may praise the Eternal,

21rehearsing his fame in Sion

and praising him at Jerusalem,

22when realms and nations gather there

to worship the Eternal.


25Thou didst found the earth of old,

the heavens are the work of thy hands;

26they vanish, but thou shalt endure,

they wear out like a robe;

thou changest them like garments, and they change

27but thou art still the same, O thou Eternal,

thy years never end;

28and in thy presence live thy servants’ children,

and their posterity perpetually.

PSA 102 ©

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