Psalms 102:6
I am like a pelican of the wilderness. I have become as an owl of the waste places.
I am like a pelican of the wilderness. I have become as an owl of the waste places.
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7I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone on the housetop.
8My enemies reproach me all day. Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.
9For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mixed my drink with tears,
3For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a firebrand.
4My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, For I forget to eat my bread.
5By reason of the voice of my groaning, My bones stick to my skin.
14Like a swallow [or] a crane, so did I chatter; I did moan as a dove; my eyes fail [with looking] upward: Lord, I am oppressed, be my collateral.
28I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
29I am a brother to jackals, And a companion to ostriches.
30My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.
6I said, "Oh that I had wings like a dove! Then I would fly away, and be at rest.
7Behold, then I would wander far off. I would lodge in the wilderness." Selah.
15and the ostrich, and the night-hawk, and the sea-mew, and the hawk after its kind,
16the little owl, and the great owl, and the horned owl,
17and the pelican, and the vulture, and the cormorant,
13They open their mouths wide against me, Lions tearing prey and roaring.
14I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.
16the horned owl, the screech owl, and the gull, any kind of hawk,
17the little owl, the cormorant, the great owl,
18the white owl, the desert owl, the osprey,
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
12I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man. I am like broken pottery.
22For I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
23I fade away like an evening shadow. I am shaken off like a locust.
11My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.
8For this I will lament and wail; I will go stripped and naked; I will howl like the jackals, And moan like the daughters of owls.
11But the pelican and the porcupine shall possess it; and the owl and the raven shall dwell therein: and he will stretch over it the line of confusion, and the plummet of emptiness.
4I said, 'I have been banished from your sight; Yet I will look again toward your holy temple.'
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.
12Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, That you put a guard over me?
19He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
14The wild animals of the desert shall meet with the wolves, and the wild goat shall cry to his fellow; yes, the night-monster shall settle there, and shall find her a place of rest.
15There shall the dart-snake make her nest, and lay, and hatch, and gather under her shade; yes, there shall the kites be gathered, everyone with her mate.
3I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.
5Woe is me, that I live in Meshech, That I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
15I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, And have thrust my horn in the dust.
16My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
6I spread forth my hands to you. My soul thirsts for you, like a parched land. Selah.
9Is my heritage to me as a speckled bird of prey? are the birds of prey against her round about? go you, assemble all the animals of the field, bring them to devour.
6"But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
10He is to me as a bear lying in wait, as a lion in secret places.
11He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he has made me desolate.
6But I am a worm, and no man; A reproach of men, and despised by the people.
9Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.
1> As the deer pants for the water brooks, So my soul pants after you, God.
8I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.
6I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.
16Turn to me, and have mercy on me, For I am desolate and afflicted.
6Listen to my cry, For I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are stronger than me.