A prayer of one who is afflicted , when he grows faint and pours out his lament before the LORD. Hear my prayer , O LORD ; let my cry for help come before You.
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Do not hide Your face from me in my day of distress Incline Your ear to me ; answer me quickly when I call.
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For my days vanish like smoke , and my bones burn like glowing embers ....
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My heart is afflicted , and withered like grass ; I even forget to eat my bread.
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Through my loud groaning my flesh clings to my bones.
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I am like a desert owl , like an owl among the ruins.
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I lie awake ; I am like a lone bird on a housetop.
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All day long my enemies taunt me ; they ridicule and curse me.
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For I have eaten ashes like bread and mixed my drink with tears
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because of Your indignation and wrath , for You have picked me up and cast me aside.
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My days are like lengthening shadows , and I wither away like grass.
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But You , O LORD , sit enthroned forever ; Your renown endures to all generations ....
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You will rise up and have compassion on Zion , for it is time to show her favor ... — the appointed time has come.
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For Your servants delight in her stones and take pity on her dust.
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So the nations - will fear the name of the LORD , and all the kings of the earth - (will fear) Your glory.
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For the LORD will rebuild Zion ; He has appeared in His glory.
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He will turn toward the prayer of the destitute ; He will not despise - their prayer.
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Let this be written for the generation to come , so that a people not yet created may praise the LORD.
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For He looked down from the heights of His sanctuary ; the LORD gazed out from heaven to earth
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to hear a prisoner’s groaning , to release those condemned to death ,
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that they may proclaim the name of the LORD in Zion and praise Him in Jerusalem ,
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when peoples ... and kingdoms assemble to serve - the LORD.
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He has broken my strength on the way ; He has cut short my days.
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I say : “ O my God , do not take me in the midst of my days ! Your years (go on) through all generations ....
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In the beginning You laid the foundations of the earth , and the heavens are the work of Your hands.
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They will perish , but You remain ; they will all wear out like a garment. Like clothing You will change them , and they will be passed on.
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But You remain the same , and Your years will never end.
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The children of Your servants will dwell securely , and their descendants will be established before You. ”
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