1: A Prayer of the afflicted when he is feeble, and before Jehovah poureth out his plaint. O Jehovah, hear my prayer, yea, my cry to Thee cometh. 2: Hide not Thou Thy face from me, In a day of mine adversity, Incline unto me Thine ear, In the day I call, haste, answer me. 3: For consumed in smoke have been my days, And my bones as a fire-brand have burned. 4: Smitten as the herb, and withered, is my heart, For I have forgotten to eat my bread. 5: From the voice of my sighing Hath my bone cleaved to my flesh. 6: I have been like to a pelican of the wilderness, I have been as an owl of the dry places. 7: I have watched, and I am As a bird alone on the roof. 8: All the day mine enemies reproached me, Those mad at me have sworn against me. 9: Because ashes as bread I have eaten, And my drink with weeping have mingled, 10: From Thine indignation and Thy wrath, For Thou hast lifted me up, And dost cast me down. 11: My days as a shadow [are] stretched out, And I -- as the herb I am withered. 12: And Thou, O Jehovah, to the age abidest, And Thy memorial to all generations. 13: Thou -- Thou risest -- Thou pitiest Zion, For the time to favour her, For the appointed time hath come. 14: For Thy servants have been pleased with her stones, And her dust they favour. 15: And nations fear the name of Jehovah, And all kings of the earth Thine honour, 16: For Jehovah hath builded Zion, He hath been seen in His honour, 17: He turned unto the prayer of the destitute, And He hath not despised their prayer. 18: This is written for a later generation, And the people created do praise Jah. 19: For He hath looked From the high place of His sanctuary. Jehovah from heaven unto earth looked attentively, 20: To hear the groan of the prisoner, To loose sons of death, 21: To declare in Zion the name of Jehovah, And His praise in Jerusalem, 22: In the peoples being gathered together, And the kingdoms -- to serve Jehovah. 23: He hath humbled in the way my power, He hath shortened my days. 24: I say, 'My God, take me not up in the midst of my days,' Through all generations [are] Thine years. 25: Beforetime the earth Thou didst found, And the work of Thy hands [are] the heavens. 26: They -- They perish, and Thou remainest, And all of them as a garment become old, As clothing Thou changest them, And they are changed. 27: And Thou [art] the same, and Thine years are not finished. 28: The sons of Thy servants do continue, And their seed before Thee is established!
