The Psalms
capítulo 102
verso 1
A Prayer of the afflicted, when he is overwhelmed and pours out his complaint before Yahweh. Hear my prayer, Yahweh! Let my cry come to you.
verso 2
Don’t hide your face from me in the day of my distress. Turn your ear to me. Answer me quickly in the day when I call.
verso 3
For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.
verso 4
My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.
verso 5
By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.
verso 6
I am like a pelican of the wilderness. I have become as an owl of the waste places.
verso 7
I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone on the housetop.
verso 8
My enemies reproach me all day. Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.
verso 9
For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mixed my drink with tears,
verso 10
because of your indignation and your wrath; for you have taken me up and thrown me away.
verso 11
My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.
verso 12
But you, Yahweh, will remain forever; your renown endures to all generations.
verso 13
You will arise and have mercy on Zion, for it is time to have pity on her. Yes, the set time has come.
verso 14
For your servants take pleasure in her stones, and have pity on her dust.
verso 15
So the nations will fear Yahweh’s name, all the kings of the earth your glory.
verso 16
For Yahweh has built up Zion. He has appeared in his glory.
verso 17
He has responded to the prayer of the destitute, and has not despised their prayer.
verso 18
This will be written for the generation to come. A people which will be created will praise Yah,
verso 19
for he has looked down from the height of his sanctuary. From heaven, Yahweh saw the earth,
verso 20
to hear the groans of the prisoner, to free those who are condemned to death,
verso 21
that men may declare Yahweh’s name in Zion, and his praise in Jerusalem,
verso 22
when the peoples are gathered together, the kingdoms, to serve Yahweh.
verso 23
He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.
verso 24
I said, “My God, don’t take me away in the middle of my days. Your years are throughout all generations.
verso 25
Of old, you laid the foundation of the earth. The heavens are the work of your hands.
verso 26
They will perish, but you will endure. Yes, all of them will wear out like a garment. You will change them like a cloak, and they will be changed.
verso 27
But you are the same. Your years will have no end.
verso 28
The children of your servants will continue. Their offspring will be established before you.”
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