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1 Hear my prayer, O Lord; let my cry come to you.
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Hear my prayer, LORD; let my cry for help come to you.
2 Do not hide your face from me in the day of my distress. Incline your ear to me; answer me speedily in the day when I call.
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Do not hide your face from me when I am in distress. Turn your ear to me; when I call, answer me quickly.
3 For my days pass away like smoke, and my bones burn like a furnace.
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For my days vanish like smoke; my bones burn like glowing embers.
4 My heart is stricken and withered like grass; I am too wasted to eat my bread.
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My heart is blighted and withered like grass; I forget to eat my food.
5 Because of my loud groaning my bones cling to my skin.
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In my distress I groan aloud and am reduced to skin and bones.
6 I am like an owl of the wilderness, like a little owl of the waste places.
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I am like a desert owl, like an owl among the ruins.
7 I lie awake; I am like a lonely bird on the housetop.
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I lie awake; I have become like a bird alone on a roof.
8 All day long my enemies taunt me; those who deride me use my name for a curse.
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All day long my enemies taunt me; those who rail against me use my name as a curse.
9 For I eat ashes like bread, and mingle tears with my drink,
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For I eat ashes as my food and mingle my drink with tears
10 because of your indignation and anger; for you have lifted me up and thrown me aside.
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because of your great wrath, for you have taken me up and thrown me aside.
11 My days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass.
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My days are like the evening shadow; I wither away like grass.
12 But you, O Lord, are enthroned forever; your name endures to all generations.
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But you, LORD, sit enthroned forever; your renown endures through all generations.
13 You will rise up and have compassion on Zion, for it is time to favor it; the appointed time has come.
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You will arise and have compassion on Zion, for it is time to show favor to her; the appointed time has come.
14 For your servants hold its stones dear, and have pity on its dust.
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For her stones are dear to your servants; her very dust moves them to pity.
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