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Psalms 102:1-11

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Psalm 102

Prayer of an Afflicted Man for Mercy on Himself and on Zion.

A Prayer of the afflicted when he is weak and pours out his complaint before the Lord.

1Hear my prayer, Lord!

And let my cry for help come to You.

2Do not hide Your face from me on the day of my distress;

Incline Your ear to me;

On the day when I call answer me quickly.

3For my days have ended in smoke,

And my bones have been scorched like a hearth.

4My heart has been struck like grass and has withered,

Indeed, I forget to eat my bread.

5Because of the loudness of my groaning

My bones cling to my flesh.

6I resemble a pelican of the wilderness;

I have become like an owl of the ruins.

I have become like a solitary bird on a housetop.

8My enemies have taunted me all day long;

Those who deride me have used my name as a curse.

9For I have eaten ashes like bread,

And mixed my drink with weeping

10Because of Your indignation and Your wrath;

For You have lifted me up and thrown me away.

11My days are like a lengthened shadow,

And I wither away like grass.