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1 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and let my cry come unto thee.
2 Hide not thy face from me in the day when I am in trou­ble; in­cline thine ear unto me: in the day when I call an­swer me speed­i­ly.
3 For my days are con­sumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.
4 My heart is smit­ten, and with­ered like grass; so that I for­get to eat my bread.
5 By rea­son of the voice of my groan­ing my bones cleave to my skin.
6 I am like a pel­i­can of the wilder­ness: I am like an owl of the desert.
7 I watch, and am as a spar­row alone upon the house top.
8 Mine en­e­mies re­proach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.
9 For I have eat­en ash­es like bread, and min­gled my drink with weep­ing,
10 Be­cause of thine in­dig­na­tion and thy wrath: for thou hast lift­ed me up, and cast me down.
11 My days are like a shad­ow that de­clineth; and I am with­ered like grass.
12 But thou, O LORD, shalt en­dure for ev­er; and thy re­mem­brance unto all gen­er­a­tions.
13 Thou shalt arise, and have mer­cy upon Zion: for the time to favour her, yea, the set time, is come.
14 For thy ser­vants take plea­sure in her stones, and favour the dust there­of.
15 So the hea­then shall fear the name of the LORD, and all the kings of the earth thy glo­ry.
16 When the LORD shall build up Zion, he shall ap­pear in his glo­ry.
17 He will re­gard the prayer of the des­ti­tute, and not de­spise their prayer.
18 This shall be writ­ten for the gen­er­a­tion to come: and the peo­ple which shall be cre­at­ed shall praise the LORD.
19 For he hath looked down from the height of his sanc­tu­ary; from heav­en did the LORD be­hold the earth;
20 To hear the groan­ing of the pris­on­er; to loose those that are ap­point­ed to death;
21 To de­clare the name of the LORD in Zion, and his praise in Jerusalem;
22 When the peo­ple are gath­ered to­geth­er, and the king­doms, to serve the LORD.
23 He weak­ened my strength in the way; he short­ened my days.
24 I said, O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days: thy years are through­out all gen­er­a­tions.
25 Of old hast thou laid the foun­da­tion of the earth: and the heav­ens are the work of thy hands.
26 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:
27 But thou art the same, and thy years shall have no end.
28 The chil­dren of thy ser­vants shall con­tin­ue, and their seed shall be es­tab­lished be­fore thee.