Scripture Unscripted

Psalm 102  A prayer of one afflicted, when faint and pleading before the Lord. 1 Hear my prayer, O Lord;     let my cry 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. 3 For my days pass away like smoke,     and my bones burn like a furnace. 4 My heart is stricken and withered like grass;     I am too wasted to eat my bread. 5 Because of my loud groaning     my bones cling to my skin. 6 I am like an owl of the wilderness,     like a little owl of the waste places. 7 I lie awake;     I am like a lonely bird on the housetop. 8 All day long my enemies taunt me;     those who deride me use my name for a curse. 9 For I eat ashes like bread,     and mingle tears with my drink, 10 because of your indignation and anger;     for you have lifted me up and thrown me aside. 11 My days are like an evening shadow;     I wither away like grass. 12 But you, O Lord, are enthroned forever;     your name endures to all generations