Tehillim 102:1-29 תהילים ק״ב:א׳-כ״ט

A Prayer of the afflicted, when he faints, and pours out his complaint before the Lord.

Hear my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry reach Thee.

Hide not Thy face from me in the day when I am in trouble; incline Thy ear to me: in the day when I call, answer me speedily.

For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned like a hearth.

My heart is smitten like grass, and withered; so that I forget how to eat my bread.

By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones cleave to my skin.

I am like an owl of the wilderness: I am like a night flier of the desert.

I watch, and am like a lonely sparrow upon the house top.

My enemies insult me all the day; and they that are mad against me swear by me.

For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,

because of Thy indignation and Thy wrath: for Thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.

My days are like an evening shadow; and I am withered like grass.

But Thou, O Lord, sittest enthroned forever; and Thy name endures to all generations.

Thou wilt arise, and have mercy upon Żiyyon: for it is time to favour her; for the set time is come.

For Thy servants hold her stones dear, and cherish her very dust.

So the nations shall fear the name of the Lord, and all the kings of the earth Thy glory.

For the Lord builds up Żiyyon, he appears in his glory.

He heeds the prayer of the destitute, and does not despise their prayer.

This shall be written for the generation to come: so that a people yet unborn shall praise the Lord.

For he has looked down from the height of his sanctuary; from heaven did the Lord behold the earth;

to hear the groaning of the prisoner; to loose those who are appointed to death;

that men may declare the name of Lord in Żiyyon, and his praise in Yerushalayim;

when the people are gathered together, and the kingdoms, to serve the Lord.

He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.

I say, O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days: Thou whose years endure to all generations.

Of old Thou hast laid the foundation of the earth: and the heavens are the work of Thy hands.

They shall perish, but Thou shalt endure: yea, all of them shall grow old like a garment; Thou shalt change them like a cloak, and they will pass away:

but Thou art the same, and Thy years shall have no end.

The children of Thy servants shall continue, and their seed shall be established before Thee.