Psalms 102:24
I said, "My God, don't take me away in the midst of my days. Your years are throughout all generations.
I said, "My God, don't take me away in the midst of my days. Your years are throughout all generations.
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23He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.
25Of old, you laid the foundation of the earth. The heavens are the work of your hands.
26They will perish, but you will endure. Yes, all of them will wear out like a garment. You will change them like a cloak, and they will be changed.
27But you are the same. Your years will have no end.
9Don't reject me in my old age. Don't forsake me when my strength fails.
17God, you have taught me from my youth. Until now, I have declared your wondrous works.
18Yes, even when I am old and gray-haired, God, don't forsake me, until I have declared your strength to the next generation, your might to everyone who is to come.
10I said, "In the middle of my life I go into the gates of Sheol. I am deprived of the residue of my years."
11I said, "I won't see Yah, Yah in the land of the living. I will see man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
12My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like a shepherd's tent. I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life. He will cut me off from the loom. From day even to night you will make an end of me.
12"Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.
13Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go away, and exist no more." For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.
4"Yahweh, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am.
5Behold, you have made my days handbreadths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath." Selah.
5Are your days as the days of mortals, or your years as man's years,
11My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.
12But you, Yahweh, will remain forever; your renown endures to all generations.
46How long, Yahweh? Will you hide yourself forever? Will your wrath burn like fire?
47Remember how short my time is! For what vanity have you created all the children of men!
20Aren't my days few? Cease then. Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
11Don't throw me from your presence, and don't take your holy Spirit from me.
21Don't forsake me, Yahweh. My God, don't be far from me.
22As for me, I said in my haste, "I am cut off from before your eyes." Nevertheless you heard the voice of my petitions when I cried to you.
9Don't hide your face from me. Don't put your servant away in anger. You have been my help. Don't abandon me, neither forsake me, God of my salvation.
16I loathe my life. I don't want to live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.
10Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
13"Oh that you would hide me in Sheol, that you would keep me secret, until your wrath is past, that you would appoint me a set time, and remember me!
2Don't hide your face from me in the day of my distress. Turn your ear to me. Answer me quickly in the day when I call.
3For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.
1Lord, you have been our dwelling place for all generations.
2Before the mountains were brought forth, before you had formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, you are God.
3You turn man to destruction, saying, "Return, you children of men."
4For a thousand years in your sight are just like yesterday when it is past, like a watch in the night.
10Then I thought, "I will appeal to this: the years of the right hand of the Most High."
11My days are past, my plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.
9For all our days have passed away in your wrath. We bring our years to an end as a sigh.
10The days of our years are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty years; yet their pride is but labor and sorrow, for it passes quickly, and we fly away.
5I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
12Aren't you from everlasting, Yahweh my God, my Holy One? We will not die. Yahweh, you have appointed him for judgment. You, Rock, have established him to punish.
16As for me, I have not hurried from being a shepherd after you; neither have I desired the woeful day; you know: that which came out of my lips was before your face.
11Don't withhold your tender mercies from me, Yahweh. Let your loving kindness and your truth continually preserve me.
1"My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
6You will prolong the king's life; his years shall be for generations.
14But I trust in you, Yahweh. I said, "You are my God."
15My times are in your hand. Deliver me from the hand of my enemies, and from those who persecute me.
12As for me, you uphold me in my integrity, and set me in your presence forever.
24Vindicate me, Yahweh my God, according to your righteousness. Don't let them gloat over me.
19But don't be far off, Yahweh. You are my help: hurry to help me.
1Preserve me, God, for in you do I take refuge.