Hear my prayer, LORD! Let my cry come to you. Don’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.Psalm 102:1–2 · World English Bible
Read in context
Psalm 102:1–7
Hear my prayer, LORD! Let my cry come to you. Don’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. For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch. My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread. By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin. I am like a pelican of the wilderness. I have become as an owl of the waste places. I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone on the housetop.
Context note · editorial
An afflicted speaker urgently asks God not to hide his face. The following images of lost appetite, bodily wasting, and a solitary bird give the plea a setting of deep exhaustion and isolation.
Read the source ↗