Hear, O Lord, my prayer: and let my cry come to Thee. Turn not away Thy face from me: in the day when I am in trouble, incline Thine ear to me. In that day soever I shall call upon Thee, hear me speedily. For my days are vanished like smoke: and my bones are grown dry like fuel for the fire. I am smitten as grass, and my heart is withered: because I forgot to eat my bread. Through the voice of my groaning, my bone hath cleaved to my flesh. I am become like to a pelican of the wilderness: I am like a night raven in the house. I have watched, and am become as a sparrow all alone on the housetop. All the day long my enemies reproached me: and they that praised me did swear against me. For I did eat ashes like bread, an mingled my drink with weeping. Because of Thine anger and indignation: for having lifted me up Thou hast thrown me down. My days have declined like a shadow, and I am withered like grass. But Thou, O Lord, endurest for ever: and Thy memorial to all generations. Thou shalt arise and have mercy on Sion: for it is time to have mercy on it, for the time is come. For the stones thereof have pleased thy servants: and they shall have pity on the earth thereof. And the Gentiles shall fear Thy Name, O Lord, and all the kings of the earth Thy glory. For the Lord hath built up Sion: and He shall be seen in His glory. He hath had regard to the prayer of the humble: and He hath not despised their petition. Let these things be written unto another generation: and the poeple that shall be created shall praise the Lord: Because He hath looked forth from His high sanctuary: from heaven the Lord hath looked upon the earth. That He might hear the groans of them that are in fetters: that He might release the children of the slain: That they may declare the Name of the Lord in Sion: and His praise in Jerusalem. When the people assemble together, and kings, to serve the Lord. He answered him in the way of His strength: Declare unto me the fewness of my days. Call me not away in the midst of my days: Thy years are into generation and generation. In the beginning, O Lord, Thou foundest the earth; and the heavens are the works of Thy hands. They shall perish but Thou remainest: and all of them shall grow old like a garment: And as a vesture Thou shalt change them, and they shall be changed. But Thou are always the selfsame, and Thy years shall not fail. The children of Thy servants shall continue; and their seed shall be directed for ever.
Glory be the the Father…
