Psalm 102 (1st version)

From Scottish Metrical Psalms 1650

Meter: 8,6,8,6

1    O Lord, unto my pray'r give ear,
       my cry let come to thee;
2    And in the day of my distress
       hide not thy face from me.
     Give ear to me; what time I call,
       to answer me make haste:
3    For, as an hearth, my bones are burnt,
       my days, like smoke, do waste.

4    My heart within me smitten is,
       and it is withered
     Like very grass; so that I do
       forget to eat my bread.
5    By reason of my groaning voice
       my bones cleave to my skin.
6    Like pelican in wilderness
       forsaken I have been:

     I like an owl in desert am,
       that nightly there doth moan;
7    I watch, and like a sparrow am
       on the house-top alone.
8    My bitter en'mies all the day
       reproaches cast on me;
     And, being mad at me, with rage
       against me sworn they be.

9    For why? I ashes eaten have
       like bread, in sorrows deep;
     My drink I also mingled have
       with tears that I did weep.
10   Thy wrath and indignation
       did cause this grief and pain;
     For thou hast lift me up on high,
       and cast me down again.

11   My days are like unto a shade,
       which doth declining pass;
     And I am dry'd and withered,
       ev'n like unto the grass.
12   But thou, Lord, everlasting art,
       and thy remembrance shall
     Continually endure, and be
       to generations all.

13   Thou shalt arise, and mercy have
       upon thy Sion yet;
     The time to favour her is come,
       the time that thou hast set.
14   For in her rubbish and her stones
       thy servants pleasure take;
     Yea, they the very dust thereof
       do favour for her sake.

15   So shall the heathen people fear
       the Lord's most holy name;
     And all the kings on earth shall dread
       thy glory and thy fame.
16   When Sion by the mighty Lord
       built up again shall be,
     In glory then and majesty
       to men appear shall he.

17   The prayer of the destitute
       he surely will regard;
     Their prayer will he not despise,
       by him it shall be heard.
18   For generations yet to come
       this shall be on record:
     So shall the people that shall be
       created praise the Lord.

19   He from his sanctuary's height
       hath downward cast his eye;
     And from his glorious throne in heav'n
       the Lord the earth did spy;
20   That of the mournful prisoner
       the groanings he might hear,
     To set them free that unto death
       by men appointed are:

21   That they in Sion may declare
       the Lord's most holy name,
     And publish in Jerusalem
       the praises of the same;
22   When as the people gather shall
       in troops with one accord,
     When kingdoms shall assembled be
       to serve the highest Lord.

23   My wonted strength and force he hath
       abated in the way,
     And he my days hath shortened:
24     Thus therefore did I say,
     My God, in mid-time of my days
       take thou me not away:
     From age to age eternally
       thy years endure and stay.

25   The firm foundation of the earth
       of old time thou hast laid;
     The heavens also are the work
       which thine own hands have made.
26   Thou shalt for evermore endure,
       but they shall perish all;
     Yea, ev'ry one of them wax old,
       like to a garment, shall:

     Thou, as a vesture, shalt them change,
       and they shall changed be:
27   But thou the same art, and thy years
       are to eternity.
28   The children of thy servants shall
       continually endure;
     And in thy sight, O Lord, their seed
       shall be establish'd sure.

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