Psalmen 102

1The prayer of the poor man, when he was anxious, and poured out his supplication before the Lord.

2Hear, O Lord, my prayer: and let my cry come to thee.

3Turn not away thy face from me: in the day when I am in trouble, incline thy ear to me. In what day soever I shall call upon thee, hear me speedily.

4For my days are vanished like smoke: and my bones are grown dry like fuel for the fire.

5I am smitten as grass, and my heart is withered: because I forgot to eat my bread.

6Through the voice of my groaning, my bone hath cleaved to my flesh.

7I am become like to a pelican of the wilderness: I am like a night raven in the house.

8I have watched, and am become as a sparrow all alone on the housetop.

9All the day long my enemies reproached me: and they that praised me did swear against me.

10For I did eat ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping.

11Because of thy anger and indignation: for having lifted me up thou hast thrown me down.

12My days have declined like a shadow, and I am withered like grass.

13But thou, O Lord, endurest for ever: and thy memorial to all generations.

14Thou shalt arise and have mercy on Sion: for it is time to have mercy on it, for the time is come.

15For the stones thereof have pleased thy servants: and they shall have pity on the earth thereof.

16And the Gentiles shall fear thy name, O Lord, and all the kings of the earth thy glory.

17For the Lord hath built up Sion: and he shall be seen in his glory.

18He hath had regard to the prayer of the humble: and he hath not despised their petition.

19Let these things be written unto another generation: and the people that shall be created shall praise the Lord:

20Because he hath looked forth from his high sanctuary: from heaven the Lord hath looked upon the earth.

21That he might hear the groans of them that are in fetters: that he might release the children of the slain:

22That they may declare the name of the Lord in Sion: and his praise in Jerusalem;

23When the people assemble together, and kings, to serve the Lord.

24He answered him in the way of his strength: Declare unto me the fewness of my days.

25Call me not away in the midst of my days: thy years are unto generation and generation.

26In the beginning, O Lord, thou foundedst the earth: and the heavens are the works of thy hands.

27They shall perish but thou remainest: and all of them shall grow old like a garment: And as a vesture thou shalt change them, and they shall be changed.

28But thou art always the selfsame, and thy years shall not fail.

29The children of thy servants shall continue: and their seed shall be directed for ever.

1Oratio pauperis, cum anxius fuerit, et in conspectu Domini effuderit precem suam.

2[Domine, exaudi orationem meam, et clamor meus ad te veniat.

3Non avertas faciem tuam a me: in quacumque die tribulor, inclina ad me aurem tuam; in quacumque die invocavero te, velociter exaudi me.

4Quia defecerunt sicut fumus dies mei, et ossa mea sicut cremium aruerunt.

5Percussus sum ut fœnum, et aruit cor meum, quia oblitus sum comedere panem meum.

6A voce gemitus mei adhæsit os meum carni meæ.

7Similis factus sum pellicano solitudinis; factus sum sicut nycticorax in domicilio.

8Vigilavi, et factus sum sicut passer solitarius in tecto.

9Tota die exprobrabant mihi inimici mei, et qui laudabant me adversum me jurabant:

10quia cinerem tamquam panem manducabam, et potum meum cum fletu miscebam,

11a facie iræ et indignationis tuæ: quia elevans allisisti me.

12Dies mei sicut umbra declinaverunt, et ego sicut fœnum arui.

13Tu autem, Domine, in æternum permanes, et memoriale tuum in generationem et generationem.

14Tu exsurgens misereberis Sion, quia tempus miserendi ejus, quia venit tempus:

15quoniam placuerunt servis tuis lapides ejus, et terræ ejus miserebuntur.

16Et timebunt gentes nomen tuum, Domine, et omnes reges terræ gloriam tuam:

17quia ædificavit Dominus Sion, et videbitur in gloria sua.

18Respexit in orationem humilium et non sprevit precem eorum.

19Scribantur hæc in generatione altera, et populus qui creabitur laudabit Dominum.

20Quia prospexit de excelso sancto suo; Dominus de cælo in terram aspexit:

21ut audiret gemitus compeditorum; ut solveret filios interemptorum:

22ut annuntient in Sion nomen Domini, et laudem ejus in Jerusalem:

23in conveniendo populos in unum, et reges, ut serviant Domino.

24Respondit ei in via virtutis suæ: Paucitatem dierum meorum nuntia mihi:

25ne revoces me in dimidio dierum meorum, in generationem et generationem anni tui.

26Initio tu, Domine, terram fundasti, et opera manuum tuarum sunt cæli.

27Ipsi peribunt, tu autem permanes; et omnes sicut vestimentum veterascent. Et sicut opertorium mutabis eos, et mutabuntur;

28tu autem idem ipse es, et anni tui non deficient.

29Filii servorum tuorum habitabunt, et semen eorum in sæculum dirigetur.]

1The prayer of the pauper, when he was anxious, and so he poured out his petition in the sight of the Lord.

2O Lord, hear my prayer, and let my outcry reach you.

3Do not turn your face away from me. In whatever day that I am in trouble, incline your ear to me. In whatever day that I will call upon you, heed me quickly.

4For my days have faded away like smoke, and my bones have dried out like firewood.

5I have been cut down like hay, and my heart has withered, for I had forgotten to eat my bread.

6Before the voice of my groaning, my bone has adhered to my flesh.

7I have become like a pelican in solitude. I have become like a night raven in a house.

8I have kept vigil, and I have become like a solitary sparrow on a roof.

9All day long my enemies reproached me, and those who praised me swore oaths against me.

10For I chewed on ashes like bread, and I mixed weeping into my drink.

11By the face of your anger and indignation, you lifted me up and threw me down.

12My days have declined like a shadow, and I have dried out like hay.

13But you, O Lord, endure for eternity, and your memorial is from generation to generation.

14You will rise up and take pity on Zion, for it is time for its mercy, for the time has come.

15For its stones have pleased your servants, and they will take pity on its land.

16And the Gentiles will fear your name, O Lord, and all the kings of the earth your glory.

17For the Lord has built up Zion, and he will be seen in his glory.

18He has noticed the prayer of the humble, and he has not despised their petition.

19Let these things be written in another generation, and the people who will be created will praise the Lord.

20For he has gazed from his high sanctuary. From heaven, the Lord has beheld the earth.

21So may he hear the groans of those in shackles, in order that he may release the sons of the slain.

22So may they announce the name of the Lord in Zion and his praise in Jerusalem:

23while the people convene, along with kings, in order that they may serve the Lord.

24He responded to him in the way of his virtue: Declare to me the brevity of my days.

25Do not call me back in the middle of my days: your years are from generation to generation.

26In the beginning, O Lord, you founded the earth. And the heavens are the work of your hands.

27They will perish, but you remain. And all will grow old like a garment. And, like a blanket, you will change them, and they will be changed.

28Yet you are ever yourself, and your years will not decline.

29The sons of your servants will live, and their offspring will be guided aright in every age.