Psalms 102:6
I am like a pelicane of the wildernesse: I am like an owle of the deserts.
I am like a pelicane of the wildernesse: I am like an owle of the deserts.
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7 I watch and am as a sparrowe alone vpon the house top.
8 Mine enemies reuile me dayly, and they that rage against me, haue sworne against me.
9 Surely I haue eaten asshes as bread, and mingled my drinke with weeping,
3 For my dayes are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burnt like an herthe.
4 Mine heart is smitten and withereth like grasse, because I forgate to eate my bread.
5 For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
14 Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourne as a doue: mine eies were lift vp on high: O Lord, it hath oppressed me, comfort me.
28 I went mourning without sunne: I stood vp in the congregation and cryed.
29 I am a brother to the dragons, & a companion to the ostriches.
30 My skinne is blacke vpon me, & my bones are burnt with heate.
6 And I said, Oh that I had wings like a doue: then would I flie away and rest.
7 Beholde, I woulde take my flight farre off, and lodge in the wildernes. Selah.
15 Nor the ostrich, nor the nightcrow, nor the semeaw, nor the hawke after her kinde,
16 Neither the litle owle, nor the great owle, nor the redshanke,
17 Nor the pellicane, nor the swanne, nor the cormorant:
13 They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as a ramping and roaring lyon.
14 I am like water powred out, and all my bones are out of ioynt: mine heart is like waxe: it is molten in the middes of my bowels.
15 My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
16 The ostrich also, and the night crowe, and the seameaw, and the hauke after his kinde:
17 The litle owle also, and the connorant, and the great owle.
18 Also the redshanke and the pelicane, and the swanne:
4 And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
12 I am forgotten, as a dead man out of minde: I am like a broken vessell.
22 Because I am poore and needie, and mine heart is wounded within me.
23 I depart like the shadowe that declineth, and am shaken off as the grashopper.
11 My dayes are like a shadowe that fadeth, and I am withered like grasse.
8 Therefore I will mourne and howle: I wil goe without clothes, and naked: I will make lamentation like the dragons, and mourning as the ostriches.
11 But the pelicane and the hedgehog shall possesse it, and the great owle, and the rauen shall dwel in it, and he shall stretch out vpon it the line of vanitie, and the stones of emptinesse.
4 Then I saide, I am cast away out of thy sight: yet will I looke againe towarde thine holy Temple.
11 Therefore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my minde.
12 Am I a sea or a whalefish, that thou keepest me in warde?
19 He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
14 There shall meete also Ziim and Iim, and the Satyre shall cry to his fellow, and the shricheowle shall rest there, and shall finde for her selfe a quiet dwelling.
15 There shall the owle make her nest, and laye, and hatche, and gather them vnder her shadowe: there shall the vultures also bee gathered, euery one with her make.
3 I am wearie of crying: my throte is drie: mine eyes faile, whiles I waite for my God.
5 Woe is to me that I remaine in Meschech, and dwell in the tentes of Kedar.
15 I haue sowed a sackcloth vpon my skinne, and haue abased mine horne vnto the dust.
16 My face is withered with weeping, and the shadow of death is vpon mine eyes,
6 I stretch forth mine hands vnto thee: my soule desireth after thee, as the thirstie land. Selah.
9 Shall mine heritage bee vnto mee, as a bird of diuers colours? are not the birdes about her, saying, Come, assemble all ye beastes of the fielde, come to eate her?
6 Hee hath also made mee a byword of the people, and I am as a Tabret before them.
10 He was vnto me as a beare lying in waite, and as a Lion in secret places.
11 He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
6 But I am a worme, and not a man: a shame of men, and the contempt of the people.
9 Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.
1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme to giue instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah. As the harte brayeth for the riuers of water, so panteth my soule after thee, O God.
8 I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.
6 I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.
16 Turne thy face vnto mee, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and poore.
6 Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, for they are too strong for me.