The Psalms

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versetul 1

A Prayer of the afflicted, when he is overwhelmed and pours out his complaint before Yahweh. Hear my prayer, Yahweh! Let my cry come to you.


versetul 2

Don’t hide your face from me in the day of my distress. Turn your ear to me. Answer me quickly in the day when I call.


versetul 3

For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.


versetul 4

My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.


versetul 5

By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.


versetul 6

I am like a pelican of the wilderness. I have become as an owl of the waste places.


versetul 7

I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone on the housetop.


versetul 8

My enemies reproach me all day. Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.


versetul 9

For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mixed my drink with tears,


versetul 10

because of your indignation and your wrath; for you have taken me up and thrown me away.


versetul 11

My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.


versetul 12

But you, Yahweh, will remain forever; your renown endures to all generations.


versetul 13

You will arise and have mercy on Zion, for it is time to have pity on her. Yes, the set time has come.


versetul 14

For your servants take pleasure in her stones, and have pity on her dust.


versetul 15

So the nations will fear Yahweh’s name, all the kings of the earth your glory.


versetul 16

For Yahweh has built up Zion. He has appeared in his glory.


versetul 17

He has responded to the prayer of the destitute, and has not despised their prayer.


versetul 18

This will be written for the generation to come. A people which will be created will praise Yah,


versetul 19

for he has looked down from the height of his sanctuary. From heaven, Yahweh saw the earth,


versetul 20

to hear the groans of the prisoner, to free those who are condemned to death,


versetul 21

that men may declare Yahweh’s name in Zion, and his praise in Jerusalem,


versetul 22

when the peoples are gathered together, the kingdoms, to serve Yahweh.


versetul 23

He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.


versetul 24

I said, “My God, don’t take me away in the middle of my days. Your years are throughout all generations.


versetul 25

Of old, you laid the foundation of the earth. The heavens are the work of your hands.


versetul 26

They will perish, but you will endure. Yes, all of them will wear out like a garment. You will change them like a cloak, and they will be changed.


versetul 27

But you are the same. Your years will have no end.


versetul 28

The children of your servants will continue. Their offspring will be established before you.”

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