Listen to my plea!
in my time of distress.
Bend down to listen,
and answer me quickly when I call to you.
and my bones burn like red-hot coals.
and I have lost my appetite.
I am reduced to skin and bones.
like a little owl in a far-off wilderness.
lonely as a solitary bird on the roof.
They mock and curse me.
My tears run down into my drink
For you have picked me up and thrown me out.
I am withering away like grass.
Your fame will endure to every generation.
13 You will arise and have mercy on Jerusalem* —
and now is the time to pity her,
now is the time you promised to help.
and cherish even the dust in her streets.
The kings of the earth will tremble before his glory.
He will appear in his glory.
He will not reject their pleas.
so that a people not yet born will praise the Lord.
from his heavenly sanctuary.
He looked down to earth from heaven
to release those condemned to die.
his praises in Jerusalem,
and kingdoms come to worship the Lord.
cutting short my days.
don’t take my life while I am so young!
and made the heavens with your hands.
they will wear out like old clothing.
You will change them like a garment
and discard them.
you will live forever.
will live in security.
Their children’s children
will thrive in your presence.”