Chinese Contemporary Bible (Traditional)

詩篇 102

患難中的祈禱

受苦之人的禱告,在疲憊不堪時向耶和華的傾訴。

1耶和華啊,求你聽我的禱告,
垂聽我的呼求!
我在危難的時候,
求你不要掩面不理我。
求你垂聽我的呼求,
趕快應允我。
我的年日如煙消散,
我全身如火焚燒。
我的心被摧殘,如草枯萎,
以致我不思飲食。
我因哀歎而瘦骨嶙峋。
我就像曠野中的鴞鳥,
又像廢墟中的貓頭鷹。
我無法入睡,
我就像屋頂上一隻孤伶伶的麻雀。
我的仇敵終日辱罵我,
嘲笑我的用我的名字咒詛人。
我以爐灰為食物,
眼淚拌著水喝,
10 因為你向我大發烈怒,
把我抓起來丟在一邊。
11 我的生命就像黃昏的影子,
又如枯乾的草芥。

12 耶和華啊!唯有你永遠做王,
你的大名萬代長存。
13 你必憐憫錫安,
因為現在是你恩待她的時候了,時候到了。
14 你的僕人們喜愛城中的石頭,
憐惜城中的塵土。
15 列國敬畏耶和華的名,
世上的君王都因祂的榮耀而戰抖。
16 因為耶和華必重建錫安,
帶著榮耀顯現。
17 祂必垂聽窮人的禱告,
不藐視他們的祈求。

18 要為後代記下這一切,
好讓將來的人讚美耶和華。
19 耶和華從至高的聖所俯視人間,
從天上察看大地,
20 要垂聽被囚之人的哀歎,
釋放被判死刑的人。
21-22 這樣,萬族萬國聚集、敬拜
耶和華時,
人們必在錫安傳揚祂的名,
在耶路撒冷讚美祂。

23 祂使我未老先衰,
縮短了我的歲月。
24 我說:「我的上帝啊,
你世代長存,
求你不要叫我中年早逝。
25 太初你奠立大地的根基,
親手創造諸天。
26 天地都要消亡,
但你永遠長存。
天地都會像外衣漸漸破舊,
你必更換天地,如同更換衣服,
天地都要消逝。
27 但你永遠不變,
你的年日永無窮盡。
28 你僕人的後代必生生不息,
在你面前安然居住。」

The Message

Psalm 102

A Prayer of One Whose Life Is Falling to Pieces, and Who Lets God Know Just How Bad It Is

11-2 God, listen! Listen to my prayer,
    listen to the pain in my cries.
Don’t turn your back on me
    just when I need you so desperately.
Pay attention! This is a cry for help!
    And hurry—this can’t wait!

3-11 I’m wasting away to nothing,
    I’m burning up with fever.
I’m a ghost of my former self,
    half-consumed already by terminal illness.
My jaws ache from gritting my teeth;
    I’m nothing but skin and bones.
I’m like a buzzard in the desert,
    a crow perched on the rubble.
Insomniac, I twitter away,
    mournful as a sparrow in the gutter.
All day long my enemies taunt me,
    while others just curse.
They bring in meals—casseroles of ashes!
    I draw drink from a barrel of my tears.
And all because of your furious anger;
    you swept me up and threw me out.
There’s nothing left of me—
    a withered weed, swept clean from the path.

12-17 Yet you, God, are sovereign still,
    always and ever sovereign.
You’ll get up from your throne and help Zion—
    it’s time for compassionate help.
Oh, how your servants love this city’s rubble
    and weep with compassion over its dust!
The godless nations will sit up and take notice
    —see your glory, worship your name—
When God rebuilds Zion,
    when he shows up in all his glory,
When he attends to the prayer of the wretched.
    He won’t dismiss their prayer.

18-22 Write this down for the next generation
    so people not yet born will praise God:
God looked out from his high holy place;
    from heaven he surveyed the earth.
He listened to the groans of the doomed,
    he opened the doors of their death cells.”
Write it so the story can be told in Zion,
    so God’s praise will be sung in Jerusalem’s streets
And wherever people gather together
    along with their rulers to worship him.

23-28 God sovereignly brought me to my knees,
    he cut me down in my prime.
“Oh, don’t,” I prayed, “please don’t let me die.
    You have more years than you know what to do with!
You laid earth’s foundations a long time ago,
    and handcrafted the very heavens;
You’ll still be around when they’re long gone,
    threadbare and discarded like an old suit of clothes.
You’ll throw them away like a worn-out coat,
    but year after year you’re as good as new.
Your servants’ children will have a good place to live
    and their children will be at home with you.”