Psalm 101

Psalm 101

¹The prayer of the poor man, when he was anxious, and poured out his supplication before the Lord.

²Hear, O Lord, my prayer: and let my cry come to thee.

³Turn not away thy face from me: in the day when I am in trouble, incline thy ear to me. In what day soever I shall call upon thee, hear me speedily.

⁴For my days are vanished like smoke, and my bones are grown dry like fuel for the fire.

⁵I am smitten as grass, and my heart is withered: because I forgot to eat my bread.

⁶Through the voice of my groaning, my bone hath cleaved to my flesh.

⁷I am become like to a pelican of the wilderness: I am like a night raven in the house.

⁸I have watched, and am become as a sparrow all alone on the housetop.

⁹All the day long my enemies reproached me: and they that praised me did swear against me.

¹⁰For I did eat ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping.

¹¹Because of thy anger and indignation: for having lifted me up thou hast thrown me down.

¹²My days have declined like a shadow, and I am withered like grass.

¹³But thou, O Lord, endurest for ever: and thy memorial to all generations.

¹⁴Thou shalt arise and have mercy on Sion: for it is time to have mercy on it, for the time is come.

¹⁵For the stones thereof have pleased thy servants: and they shall have pity on the earth thereof.

¹⁶All the Gentiles shall fear thy name, O Lord, and all the kings of the earth thy glory.

¹⁷For the Lord hath built up Sion: and he shall be seen in his glory.

¹⁸He hath had regard to the prayer of the humble: and he hath not despised their petition.

¹⁹Let these things be written unto another generation: and the people that shall be created shall praise the Lord:

²⁰Because he hath looked forth from his high sanctuary: from heaven the Lord hath looked upon the earth.

²¹That he might hear the groans of them that are in fetters: that he might release the children of the slain:

²²That they may declare the name of the Lord in Sion: and his praise in Jerusalem;

²³When the people assemble together, and kings, to serve the Lord.

²⁴He answered him in the way of his strength: Declare unto me the fewness of my days.

²⁵Call me not away in the midst of my days: thy years are unto generation and generation.

²⁶In the beginning, O Lord, thou foundedst the earth: and the heavens are the works of thy hands.

²⁷They shall perish but thou remainest: and all of them shall grow old like a garment: And as a vesture thou shalt change them, and they shall be changed.

²⁸But thou art always the selfsame, and thy years shall not fail.

²⁹The children of thy servants shall continue and their seed shall be directed for ever.