Psalm 102:1–11
1 zHear my prayer, O Lord;
let my cry acome to you!
2 bDo not hide your face from me
in cthe day of my distress!
dIncline your ear to me;
eanswer me speedily fin the day when I call!
3 For my days gpass away like smoke,
and my hbones burn like a furnace.
4 My heart is istruck down like grass and jhas withered;
I kforget to eat my bread.
my lbones cling to my flesh.
6 I am like ma desert owl of the wilderness,
like an owl1 of the waste places;
7 I nlie awake;
I am like a lonely sparrow on the housetop.
8 All the day my enemies taunt me;
those who oderide me puse my name for a curse.
and qmingle tears with my drink,
10 because of your indignation and anger;
for you have rtaken me up and sthrown me down.
11 My days are like tan evening shadow;
I jwither away like grass.