New American Bible, Revised Edition

Psalms 102:3-17 New American Bible, Revised Edition (NABRE)

3. Do not hide your face from mein the day of my distress.Turn your ear to me;when I call, answer me quickly.

4. For my days vanish like smoke;my bones burn away as in a furnace.

5. My heart is withered, dried up like grass,too wasted to eat my food.

6. From my loud groaningI become just skin and bones.

7. I am like a desert owl,like an owl among the ruins.

8. I lie awake and moan,like a lone sparrow on the roof.

9. All day long my enemies taunt me;in their rage, they make my name a curse.

10. I eat ashes like bread,mingle my drink with tears.

11. Because of your furious wrath,you lifted me up just to cast me down.

12. My days are like a lengthening shadow;I wither like the grass.

13. But you, Lord, are enthroned forever;your renown is for all generations.

14. You will again show mercy to Zion;now is the time for pity;the appointed time has come.

15. Its stones are dear to your servants;its dust moves them to pity.

16. The nations shall fear your name, Lord,all the kings of the earth, your glory,

17. Once the Lord has rebuilt Zionand appeared in glory,