A Prayer of the afflicted, when he {Or, fainteth}is overwhelmed, and poureth out his complaint before Jehovah.
Hear my prayer, O Jehovah,
And let my cry come unto thee.
Hide not thy face from me in the day of my distress:
Incline thine ear unto me;
In the day when I call answer me speedily.
For my days consume away {Or, in smoke}like smoke,
And my bones are burned {Or, as a hearth}as a firebrand.
My heart is smitten like grass, and withered;
For I forget to eat my bread.
By reason of the voice of my groaning
My bones cleave to my flesh.
I am like a pelican of the wilderness;
I am become as an owl of the waste places.
I watch, and am become like a sparrow
That is alone upon the house-top.
Mine enemies reproach me all the day;
They that are mad against me do curse by me.
For I have eaten ashes like bread,
And mingled my drink with weeping,
Because of thine indignation and thy wrath:
For thou hast taken me up, and cast me away.
My days are like a shadow that {Or, is stretched out}declineth;
And I am withered like grass.
But thou, O Jehovah, {Or, sittest as King}wilt abide for ever;
And thy memorial name unto all generations.
Thou wilt arise, and have mercy upon Zion;
For it is time to have pity upon her,
Yea, the set time is come.
For thy servants take pleasure in her stones,
And have pity upon her dust.
So the nations shall fear the name of Jehovah,
And all the kings of the earth thy glory.
For Jehovah hath built up Zion;
He hath appeared in his glory.
He hath regarded the prayer of the destitute,
And hath not despised their prayer.
This shall be written for the generation to come;
And a people which shall be created shall praise {Hebrew: Jah.}Jehovah.
For he hath looked down from the height of his sanctuary;
From heaven did Jehovah behold the earth;
To hear the sighing of the prisoner;
To loose {Hebrew: the children of death.}those that are appointed to death;
That men may declare the name of Jehovah in Zion,
And his praise in Jerusalem;
When the peoples are gathered together,
And the kingdoms, to serve Jehovah.
He {Another reading is, afflicted me with his strength.}weakened my strength in the way;
He shortened my days.
I said, O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days:
Thy years are throughout all generations.
Of old didst thou lay 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 wax old like a garment;
As a vesture shalt thou change them, and they shall be changed:
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.
Querverweise zu Psalm 102,3 Ps 102,3
But the wicked shall perish,And the enemies of Jehovah shall be as {Or, the excellency of the pastures}the fat of lambs:They shall consume; {Or, like smoke}in smoke shall they consume away.
I am poured out like water,And all my bones are out of joint:My heart is like wax;It is melted within me.
For I am become like a wine-skin in the smoke;Yet do I not forget thy statutes.
My strength is dried up like a potsherd;And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws;And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. What is your life? For ye are a vapor that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.
For my life is spent with sorrow,And my years with sighing:My strength faileth because of mine iniquity,And my bones are wasted away.
There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine indignation;Neither is there any {Or, rest}health in my bones because of my sin.
My skin is black, and falleth from me,And my bones are burned with heat.
From on high hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them;He hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back:He hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
My flesh and my skin hath he {Or, worn out}made old; he hath broken my bones.