The Message Bible MSG
English Standard Version ESV
1 God, listen! Listen to my prayer, listen to the pain in my cries.
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Hear my prayer, O LORD; let my cry come to you!
2 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!
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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!
3 I'm wasting away to nothing, I'm burning up with fever.
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For my days pass away like smoke, and my bones burn like a furnace.
4 I'm a ghost of my former self, half-consumed already by terminal illness.
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My heart is struck down like grass and has withered; I forget to eat my bread.
5 My jaws ache from gritting my teeth; I'm nothing but skin and bones.
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Because of my loud groaning my bones cling to my flesh.
6 I'm like a buzzard in the desert, a crow perched on the rubble.
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I am like a desert owl of the wilderness, like an owl of the waste places;
7 Insomniac, I twitter away, mournful as a sparrow in the gutter.
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I lie awake; I am like a lonely sparrow on the housetop.
8 All day long my enemies taunt me, while others just curse.
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All the day my enemies taunt me; those who deride me use my name for a curse.
9 They bring in meals - casseroles of ashes! I draw drink from a barrel of my tears.
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For I eat ashes like bread and mingle tears with my drink,
10 And all because of your furious anger; you swept me up and threw me out.
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because of your indignation and anger; for you have taken me up and thrown me down.
11 There's nothing left of me - a withered weed, swept clean from the path.
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My days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass.
12 Yet you, God, are sovereign still, always and ever sovereign.
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But you, O LORD, are enthroned forever; you are remembered throughout all generations.
13 You'll get up from your throne and help Zion - it's time for compassionate help.
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You will arise and have pity on Zion; it is the time to favor her; the appointed time has come.
14 Oh, how your servants love this city's rubble and weep with compassion over its dust!
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For your servants hold her stones dear and have pity on her dust.
15 The godless nations will sit up and take notice - see your glory, worship your name -
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Nations will fear the name of the LORD, and all the kings of the earth will fear your glory.
16 When God rebuilds Zion, when he shows up in all his glory,
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For the LORD builds up Zion; he appears in his glory;
17 When he attends to the prayer of the wretched. He won't dismiss their prayer.
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he regards the prayer of the destitute and does not despise their prayer.
18 Write this down for the next generation so people not yet born will praise God:
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Let this be recorded for a generation to come, so that a people yet to be created may praise the LORD:
19 "God looked out from his high holy place; from heaven he surveyed the earth.
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that he looked down from his holy height; from heaven the LORD looked at the earth,
20 He listened to the groans of the doomed, he opened the doors of their death cells."
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to hear the groans of the prisoners, to set free those who were doomed to die,
21 Write it so the story can be told in Zion, so God's praise will be sung in Jerusalem's streets
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that they may declare in Zion the name of the LORD, and in Jerusalem his praise,
22 And wherever people gather together along with their rulers to worship him.
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when peoples gather together, and kingdoms, to worship the LORD.
23 God sovereignly brought me to my knees, he cut me down in my prime.
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He has broken my strength in midcourse; he has shortened my days.
24 "Oh, don't," I prayed, "please don't let me die. You have more years than you know what to do with!
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"O my God,"I say, "take me not away in the midst of my days-- you whose years endure throughout all generations!"
25 You laid earth's foundations a long time ago, and handcrafted the very heavens;
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Of old you laid the foundation of the earth, and the heavens are the work of your hands.
26 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,
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They will perish, but you will remain; they will all wear out like a garment. You will change them like a robe, and they will pass away,
27 but year after year you're as good as new.
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but you are the same, and your years have no end.
28 Your servants' children will have a good place to live and their children will be at home with you."
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The children of your servants shall dwell secure; their offspring shall be established before you.
Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved.
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