Psalm
102 Prayed
Praying that
Christ would rebuild me
and his Church
Hear my prayer, O Lord Jesus;
let
my cry for help come to you.
Do not hide your face from me
when
I am in distress.
Turn your ear to me;
when
I call, answer me quickly.
For you were made like me in
every way,
in
order that you might become a merciful
and
faithful high priest in service to God,
and that you might make
atonement on the cross
for
the sins of the people.
Because you suffered when you
were tempted,
you
are able to help me when I am being
tempted.
My days vanish like smoke;
my
bones burn like glowing embers.
My heart is blighted and
withered like grass;
I
forget to eat my food.
Because of my loud groaning
I
am reduced to skin and bones.
I am like a desert owl,
like
an owl among the ruins.
I lie awake; I have become
like
a bird alone on a roof.
All day long my enemies taunt
me;
those
who rail against me
use my name as acurse.
For I eat ashes as my food
and
mingle my drink with tears.
I feel as if I am a victim of
your great wrath,
as
if you have taken me up and thrown me
aside.
My days are like the evening
shadow;
I
wither away like grass.
But you, O Lord Jesus, sit
enthroned forever;
your
renown endures through all generations.
Therefore I can approach your
throne of grace with
confidence,
so
that I may receive mercy and find grace
to
help in the time of need.
Therefore arise and have
compassion on your
Church,
for
it is time to show favour to her;
the
appointed time has come.
You have declared her to be your
household,
the
Church of the living God,
the
pillar and ground of the truth.
Let these stones be dear to
your servants;
may
her very dust move them to pity.
Let nations fear the name of
the Lord Jesus,
may
all the governments of the earth revere
your
glory.
O Lord Jesus, rebuild your
Church
and
appear in your glory.
Respond to the prayer of the
destitute;
do
not despise our plea.
Let this be written for a
future generation,
that
a people not yet created may praise you,
O
Lord:
“The Lord Jesus looked down
from his sanctuary
on
high,
from
heaven he viewed the earth,
to hear the groans of the
prisoners
and
release those condemned to death.
So the Word became flesh
and
made his dwelling among us.
The apostles saw his glory,
the
glory of the One and Only,
who
came from the Father,
full
of grace and truth.
The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord
was on him,
because
the Father had anointed him
to
preach good news to the poor.
He sent him to bind up the
brokenhearted,
to
proclaim freedom for the captives
and
release from darkness for the prisoners,
to proclaim the year of the Father’s
favour
and
the day of vengeance of our God,
to comfort all who mourn,
and
provide for those who grieve in his
Church—
to bestow on us a crown of
beauty
instead
of ashes,
the oil of gladness
instead
of mourning,
and a garment of praise
instead
of a spirit of despair.”
Therefore let the name of the
Lord Jesus be
declared in the Church
and
his praise among the people of God.
Let all the peoples and the nations
of the world
assemble
to worship the Lord Jesus.
In the course of my life you
broke my strength;
you
cut short my days, O Lord.
But you said to me,
“My grace is sufficient for
you,
for
my power is made perfect in weakness.”
So I said:
“O Jesus, the Son of God,
Therefore
I will boast all the more gladly
about
my weaknesses,
so
that your power may rest on me.
That is why, for your sake,
I
delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships,
in persecutions, in difficulties.
For when I am weak,
then
I am strong.
Therefore do not take me away,
O my God,
in
the midst of my days;
your
years go on through all generations.
In the beginning you laid
the foundations of the
earth,
and
the heavens are the work of your hands.
They will perish, but you
remain;
they
will all wear out like a garment.
Like clothing you will change
them
and
they will be discarded.
But you remain the same,
and
your years will never end.
The children of your servants
will live in your
presence;
their
descendants will be established before you.”
before
you.”
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Psalm 102 Prayed
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