1Hear my prayer, O Lord,
2Hide not thy face from me
3For my days are consumed like smoke,
4My heart is smitten, and withered like grass;
5By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
6I am like a pelican of the wilderness:
7I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the housetop.
8Mine enemies reproach me all the day;
9For I have eaten ashes like bread,
10Because of thine indignation and thy wrath:
11My days are like a shadow that declineth;
12But thou, O Lord, shalt endure for ever;
13Thou shalt arise, and have mercy upon Zion:
14For thy servants take pleasure in her stones,
15So the heathen shall fear the name of the Lord,
16When the Lord shall build up Zion,
17He will regard the prayer of the destitute,
18This shall be written for the generation to come:
19For he hath looked down from the height of his sanctuary;
20To hear the groaning of the prisoner;
21To declare the name of the Lord in Zion,
22When the people are gathered together,
23He weakened my strength in the way;
24I said, O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days:
25Of old hast thou laid the foundation of the earth:
26They shall perish, but thou shalt endure:
27But thou art the same,
28The children of thy servants shall continue,