Psalms 102:7
I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone on the housetop.
I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone on the housetop.
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3 For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.
4 My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.
5 By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.
6 I am like a pelican of the wilderness. I have become as an owl of the waste places.
13 I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.
14 I chattered like a swallow or a crane. I moaned like a dove. My eyes weaken looking upward. Lord, I am oppressed. Be my security."
8 My enemies reproach me all day. Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.
9 For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mixed my drink with tears,
3 Yes, the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young, near your altars, Yahweh of Armies, my King, and my God.
6 I said, "Oh that I had wings like a dove! Then I would fly away, and be at rest.
7 Behold, then I would wander far off. I would lodge in the wilderness." Selah.
11 "Therefore I will not keep silent. 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 sea monster, that you put a guard over me?
6 For at the window of my house, I looked out through my lattice.
52 They have chased me relentlessly like a bird, those who are my enemies without cause.
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
22 for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
23 I fade away like an evening shadow. I am shaken off like a locust.
4 I said, 'I have been banished from your sight; yet I will look again toward your holy temple.'
11 My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.
1 In Yahweh, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, "Flee as a bird to your mountain!"
6 "But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
7 My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
1 I will stand at my watch, and set myself on the ramparts, and will look out to see what he will say to me, and what I will answer concerning my complaint.
9 Is my heritage to me as a speckled bird of prey? are the birds of prey against her all around? Go, assemble all the animals of the field, bring them to devour.
28 I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
29 I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches.
11 Because of all my adversaries I have become utterly contemptible to my neighbors, A fear to my acquaintances. Those who saw me on the street fled from me.
12 I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man. I am like broken pottery.
14 I am become a derision to all my people, and their song all the day.
6 My soul longs for the Lord more than watchmen long for the morning; more than watchmen for the morning.
7 My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.
8 As a bird that wanders from her nest, so is a man who wanders from his home.
20 Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.
13 They open their mouths wide against me, lions tearing prey and roaring.
14 I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
10 For my enemies talk about me. Those who watch for my soul conspire together,
17 For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.
8 He cried like a lion: "Lord, I stand continually on the watchtower in the daytime, and every night I stay at my post.
4 You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak.
8 Keep me as the apple of your eye. Hide me under the shadow of your wings,
19 How long will you not look away from me, nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?
22 As 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.
1 Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, for my soul takes refuge in you. Yes, in the shadow of your wings, I will take refuge, until disaster has passed.
13 From on high has he sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them; He has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: He has made me desolate and faint all the day.
8 For my eyes are on you, Yahweh, the Lord. In you, I take refuge. Don't leave my soul destitute.
15 My eyes are ever on Yahweh, for he will pluck my feet out of the net.
6 They conspire and lurk, watching my steps, they are eager to take my life.
25 I saw, and behold, there was no man, and all the birds of the sky had fled.
12 He has bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.