1 Hear my prayer, O LORD; 2Hide not your face from me 3For my days pass away like smoke: 4My heart is scorched, withered like grass; 5By reason of my loud groaning, 6Like a desert-owl of the wilderness, 7I make my sleepless lament 8All the day wild foes revile me, 9For ashes have been my bread, 10Because of your passionate anger, 11My days come to an end, shadows lengthen, 12But you, O LORD, are enthroned forever, 13You will arise and have pity on Zion; 14For even her stones are dear to your servants, 15Then the nations will revere the name of theLORD 16when the LORD shall have built up Zion, 17in response to the prayer of the destitute, 18Let this be recorded for ages to come, 19For he shall look down from his holy height, 20to hear the groans of the prisoner, 21that people may recount the LORD’s fame in Zion, 22when the nations are gathered together, 23He has broken my strength on the way, 24I will say, “My God, take me not hence 25Of old you have founded the earth, 26They shall perish; but you do stand. 27But you are the same, your years are endless.¶ 28The children of your servants abide,