Psalms 102:7
I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.
I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.
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3 For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.
4 My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.
5 By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
6 I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert.
13 I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
14 Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward: O LORD, I am oppressed; undertake for me.
8 Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.
9 For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,
3 Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O LORD of hosts, my King, and my God.
6 And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest.
7 Lo, then would I wander far off, and remain in the wilderness. Selah.
11 Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
6 For at the window of my house I looked through my casement,
52 Mine enemies chased me sore, like a bird, without cause.
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
22 For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
23 I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust.
4 Then I said, I am cast out of thy sight; yet I will look again toward thy holy temple.
11 My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.
1 To the chief Musician, A alm of David. In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
1 I will stand upon my watch, and set me upon the tower, and will watch to see what he will say unto me, and what I shall answer when I am reproved.
9 Mine heritage is unto me as a speckled bird, the birds round about are against her; come ye, assemble all the beasts of the field, come to devour.
28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
29 I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.
11 I was a reproach among all mine enemies, but especially among my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that did see me without fled from me.
12 I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
14 I was a derision to all my people; and their song all the day.
6 My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning.
7 Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
8 As a bird that wandereth from her nest, so is a man that wandereth from his place.
20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.
13 They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
10 For mine enemies speak against me; and they that lay wait for my soul take counsel together,
17 For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.
8 And he cried, A lion: My lord, I stand continually upon the watchtower in the daytime, and I am set in my ward whole nights:
4 Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
8 Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,
19 How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
22 For I said in my haste, I am cut off from before thine eyes: nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications when I cried unto thee.
1 To the chief Musician, Al-taschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast.
13 From above hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them: he hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: he hath made me desote and faint all the day.
8 But mine eyes are unto thee, O GOD the Lord: in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.
15 Mine eyes are ever toward the LORD; for he shall pluck my feet out of the net.
6 They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my ste, when they wait for my soul.
25 I beheld, and, lo, there was no man, and all the birds of the heavens were fled.
12 He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.