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Psalm 102 - I

Hymnal: Foundations Psalter #102-I (2023) Hymnal Title: Foundations Psalter First Line: O Lord, unto my pray'r give ear Lyrics: 1 O Lord, unto my prayer 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 witherèd 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 indignätion 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 dried and witherèd, 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 Zion yet; The time to favor 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 favor 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 Zion by the mighty Lord built up again shall be, In glory then and majesty to men appear shall he. 17 The prayèr of the destitute he surely will regard; Their prayèr 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 Zion 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 shortenèd: 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 changèd 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 established sure. Scripture: Psalm 102 Languages: English

Psalm 102: O Lord, unto my pray'r give ear

Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #P109 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases First Line: O Lord, unto my pray'r give ear Lyrics: 1O Lord, unto my pray’r give ear, my cry let come to thee; 2And 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: 3For, as an hearth, my bones are burnt, my days, like smoke, do waste. 4My heart within me smitten is, and it is withered Like very grass; so that I do forget to eat my bread. 5By reason of my groaning voice my bones cleave to my skin. 6Like pelican in wilderness forsaken I have been: I like an owl in desert am, that nightly there doth moan; 7I watch, and like a sparrow am on the house-top alone. 8My bitter en’mies all the day reproaches cast on me; And, being mad at me, with rage against me sworn they be. 9For why? I ashes eaten have like bread, in sorrows deep; My drink I also mingled have with tears that I did weep. 10Thy wrath and indignation did cause this grief and pain; For thou hast lift me up on high, and cast me down again. 11My days are like unto a shade, which doth declining pass; And I am dry’d and withered, ev’n like unto the grass. 12But thou, Lord, everlasting art, and thy remembrance shall Continually endure, and be to generations all. 13Thou shalt arise, and mercy have upon thy Sion yet; The time to favour her is come, the time that thou hast set. 14For in her rubbish and her stones thy servants pleasure take; Yea, they the very dust thereof do favour for her sake. 15So shall the heathen people fear the Lord’s most holy name; And all the kings on earth shall dread thy glory and thy fame. 16When Sion by the mighty Lord built up again shall be, In glory then and majesty to men appear shall he. 17The prayer of the destitute he surely will regard; Their prayer will he not despise, by him it shall be heard. 18For generations yet to come this shall be on record: So shall the people that shall be created praise the Lord. 19He from his sanctuary’s height hath downward cast his eye; And from his glorious throne in heav’n the Lord the earth did spy; 20That of the mournful prisoner the groanings he might hear, To set them free that unto death by men appointed are: 21That they in Sion may declare the Lord’s most holy name, And publish in Jerusalem the praises of the same; 22When as the people gather shall in troops with one accord, When kingdoms shall assembled be to serve the highest Lord. 23My wonted strength and force he hath abated in the way, And he my days hath shortened: 24Thus 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. 25The firm foundation of the earth of old time thou hast laid; The heavens also are the work which thine own hands have made. 26Thou 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: 27But thou the same art, and thy years are to eternity. 28The children of thy servants shall continually endure; And in thy sight, O Lord, their seed shall be establish’d sure. Scripture: Psalm 102 Languages: English

O Lord, unto my prayer give ear

Hymnal: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #P102a (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook Lyrics: 1 O Lord, unto my prayer 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, like grass is withered; because for very grief I do forget to eat my bread. 5 By reason of my cries and groans my bones cleave to my skin. 6 Like pelican in wilderness forsaken I have been: I like an owl 'mid ruins am, that nightly there doth moan; 7 I watch, like sparrow that doth moan; on the house-top alone. 8 My bitter enemies all the day reproaches cast on me; and, being mad at me, with rage against me sworn they be. 9 For I did ashes eat as bread, and, in my sorrow deep; my drink I also mingled have with tears that I did weep. 10 Thine indignation and thy wrath did cause this grief and pain; for thou hast lifted me on high, and cast me down again. 11 My days are like unto a shade, which doth dried and withered, even like unto the grass. 12 But thou, O Lord, dost sit enthroned, eternal is thy sway; and thy remembrance shall endure from age to age alway. Scripture: Psalm 102:1-12 Languages: English Tune Title: BURFORD