Rotherham - Psalms - 102

102:1  O Yahweh, hear thou my prayer, and let, my cry for help, unto thee, enter in.

102:2  Do not hide thy face from me, In the day when I am in distress,—Bend down unto me thine ear, In the day when I call, speedily answer me.

102:3  For, consumed in smoke, are my days, And, my bones, like a burning mass, are scorched through;

102:4  Smitten like herbage, so is my heart dried up, For I have forgotten to eat my food.

102:5  At the noise of my groaning, my bone, hath cleaved, to my flesh:

102:6  I am like the pelican of the desert, I have become as an owl among ruins.

102:7  I have watched and am become, Like a bird sitting alone upon a housetop.

102:8  All the day, have mine enemies, reproached me, And, they who are mad against me, by me, have sworn.

102:9  For, ashes—like bread, have I eaten, And, my drink—with my tears, have I mingled;

102:10  Because of thine indignation and thy wrath, For thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.

102:11  My days, are like a shadow extended, And, I, as green herbage, do wither.

102:12  But, thou, O Yahweh, age-abidingly wilt remain, And the memorial of thee, to generation after generation.

102:13  Thou, wilt arise, wilt have compassion upon Zion, Surely it is time to favour her, Surely the time appointed, hath come;

102:14  Seeing that thy servants, take pleasure, in her stones, And, her dust, they favour:

102:15  That the nations may revere thy Name, O Yahweh, And all the kings of the earth, thy glory.

102:16  When Yahweh, hath built up, Zion, Hath appeared in his glory;

102:17  Hath turned towards the prayer of the destitute, And not despised their prayer,

102:18  This, shall be written, for a later generation, And, a people to be created, will give praise unto Yah:—

102:19  That he looked down, out of his holy height, Yahweh, from the heavens unto the earth, directed his gaze;—

102:20  To hear the groaning of the prisoner, To set free, them who were appointed to death.

102:21  To the end the Name of Yahweh, might be celebrated in Zion, And his praise in Jerusalem:

102:22  When the peoples, gather themselves together, And the kingdoms, to serve Yahweh.

102:23  He hath prostrated, in the way, my strength,—He hath shortened my days.

102:24  I said, O my GOD, do not remove me in the midst of my days, Throughout the generation of generations, are thy years;

102:25  Of old—the earth, thou didst found, And, the work of thy hands, are the heavens;

102:26  They, shall perish, But, thou, wilt abide; And, they all, like a garment, shall fall in pieces, As a vesture, wilt thou change them and they shall vanish;

102:27  But, thou, art, the same,—And, thy years, shall have no end:

102:28  The children of thy servants, shall continue,—And, their seed, before thee, be established.