New Living Translation

Psalm 102

Psalm 102

A prayer of one overwhelmed with trouble, pouring out problems before the Lord.

Lord, hear my prayer!
    Listen to my plea!
Don’t turn away from me
    in my time of distress.
Bend down to listen,
    and answer me quickly when I call to you.
For my days disappear like smoke,
    and my bones burn like red-hot coals.
My heart is sick, withered like grass,
    and I have lost my appetite.
Because of my groaning,
    I am reduced to skin and bones.
I am like an owl in the desert,
    like a little owl in a far-off wilderness.
I lie awake,
    lonely as a solitary bird on the roof.
My enemies taunt me day after day.
    They mock and curse me.
I eat ashes for food.
    My tears run down into my drink
10 because of your anger and wrath.
    For you have picked me up and thrown me out.
11 My life passes as swiftly as the evening shadows.
    I am withering away like grass.

12 But you, O Lord, will sit on your throne forever.
    Your fame will endure to every generation.
13 You will arise and have mercy on Jerusalem[a]
    and now is the time to pity her,
    now is the time you promised to help.
14 For your people love every stone in her walls
    and cherish even the dust in her streets.
15 Then the nations will tremble before the Lord.
    The kings of the earth will tremble before his glory.
16 For the Lord will rebuild Jerusalem.
    He will appear in his glory.
17 He will listen to the prayers of the destitute.
    He will not reject their pleas.

18 Let this be recorded for future generations,
    so that a people not yet born will praise the Lord.
19 Tell them the Lord looked down
    from his heavenly sanctuary.
He looked down to earth from heaven
20     to hear the groans of the prisoners,
    to release those condemned to die.
21 And so the Lord’s fame will be celebrated in Zion,
    his praises in Jerusalem,
22 when multitudes gather together
    and kingdoms come to worship the Lord.

23 He broke my strength in midlife,
    cutting short my days.
24 But I cried to him, “O my God, who lives forever,
    don’t take my life while I am so young!
25 Long ago you laid the foundation of the earth
    and made the heavens with your hands.
26 They will perish, but you remain forever;
    they will wear out like old clothing.
You will change them like a garment
    and discard them.
27 But you are always the same;
    you will live forever.
28 The children of your people
    will live in security.
Their children’s children
    will thrive in your presence.”

Notas al pie

  1. 102:13 Hebrew Zion; also in 102:16.

New International Reader's Version

Psalm 102

Psalm 102

A prayer of a suffering person who has become weak. They pour out their problems to the Lord.

Lord, hear my prayer.
    Listen to my cry for help.
Don’t turn your face away from me
    when I’m in trouble.
Pay attention to me.
    When I call out for help, answer me quickly.

My days are disappearing like smoke.
    My body burns like glowing coals.
My strength has dried up like grass.
    I even forget to eat my food.
I groan out loud because of my suffering.
    I’m nothing but skin and bones.
I’m like a desert owl.
    I’m like an owl among destroyed buildings.
I can’t sleep. I’ve become
    like a bird alone on a roof.
All day long my enemies laugh at me.
    Those who make fun of me use my name as a curse.
I eat ashes as my food.
    My tears fall into what I’m drinking.
10 You were very angry with me.
    So you picked me up and threw me away.
11 The days of my life are like an evening shadow.
    I dry up like grass.

12 But Lord, you are seated on your throne forever.
    Your fame will continue for all time to come.
13 You will rise up and show deep concern for Zion.
    The time has come for you to help Zion.
14 The stones of your destroyed city are priceless to us.
    Even its dust brings deep concern to us.
15 The nations will worship the Lord.
    All the kings on earth will respect his glorious power.
16 The Lord will build Zion again.
    He will appear in his glory.
17 He will answer the prayer of those who don’t have anything.
    He won’t say no to their cry for help.

18 Let this be written down for those born after us.
    Then people who are not yet born can praise the Lord.
19 Here is what should be written.
    “The Lord looked down from his temple in heaven.
    From heaven he viewed the earth.
20 He heard the groans of the prisoners.
    He set free those who were sentenced to death.”
21 So people will talk about him in Zion.
    They will praise him in Jerusalem.
22 Nations and kingdoms
    will gather there to worship the Lord.

23 When I was still young, he took away my strength.
    He wasn’t going to let me live much longer.
24 So I said, “My God, don’t let me die in the middle of my life.
    You will live for all time to come.
25 In the beginning you made the earth secure.
    You placed it on its foundations.
    Your hands created the heavens.
26 They will pass away. But you will remain.
    They will all wear out like a piece of clothing.
You will make them like clothes
    that are taken off and thrown away.
27 But you remain the same.
    Your years will never end.
28 Our children will live with you.
    Their sons and daughters will be safe in your care.”