HEAR my prayer, O LORD, * and let my crying come unto thee.
 
Hide not thy face from me in the time of my trouble; * incline thine ear unto me when I call; O hear me, and that right soon.
 
For my days are consumed away like smoke, * and my bones are burnt up as it were a firebrand.
 
My heart is smitten down, and withered like grass; * so that I forget to eat my bread.
 
For the voice of my groaning, * my bones will scarce cleave to my flesh.
 
I am become like a pelican in the wilderness, * and like an owl that is in the desert.
 
I have watched, and am even as it were a sparrow, * that sitteth alone upon the housetop.
 
Mine enemies revile me all the day long; * and they that are mad upon me are sworn together against me.
 
For I have eaten ashes as it were bread, * and mingled my drink with weeping;
 
And that, because of thine indignation and wrath; * for thou hast taken me up, and cast me down.
 
My days are gone like a shadow, * and I am withered like grass.
 
But thou, O LORD, shalt endure for ever, * and thy remembrance throughout all generations.
 
Thou shalt arise, and have mercy upon Sion; * for it is time that thou have mercy upon her, yea, the time is come.
 
And why? thy servants think upon her stones, * and it pitieth them to see her in the dust.
 

 
vs 15 The nations shall fear thy Name, O LORD; * and all the kings of the earth thy majesty;
 
When the LORD shall build up Sion, * and when his glory shall appear;
 
When he turneth him unto the prayer of the poor destitute, * and despiseth not their desire.
 
This shall be written for those that come after, * and the people which shall be born shall praise the LORD.
 
For he hath looked down from his sanctuary; * out of the heaven did the LORD behold the earth;
 
That he might hear the mournings of such as are in captivity, * and deliver them that are appointed unto death;
 
That they may declare the Name of the LORD in Sion, * and his worship at Jerusalem;
 
When the peoples are gathered together, * and the kingdoms also, to serve the LORD.
 
He brought down my strength in my journey, * and shortened my days.
 
But I said, O my God, take me not away in the midst of mine age; * as for thy years, they endure throughout all generations.
 
Thou, Lord, in the beginning hast laid the foundation of the earth, * and the heavens are the work of thy hands.
 
They shall perish, but thou shalt endure: * they all shall wax old as doth a garment;
 
And as a vesture shalt thou change them, and they shall be changed; * but thou art the same, and thy years shall not fail.
 
The children of thy servants shall continue, * and their seed shall stand fast in thy sight.

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