THE PSALMS of DAVID, PSALM CII

Jehovah to my Pray'r attend; Before Thee let my Cry ascend. Hide not thy Face from me, while I, Daily oppress'd, in Trouble ly: Encline thine Ear to me, with Speed, And Answer give, in Time of Need. My Days, like Smoke, consume away; Like the burnt Hearth my Bones decay. My Heart, like Grass, that's smit with Heat, Withers; that I forget to eat. By Reason of my constant Groans, I am reduc'd to Skin, and Bones. I'm like the Pelican, and Owl, That lonely, in the Deserts, strole. As mournful Sparrow, percht alone On the House Top, I watch, and moan. My Foes, me daily, treat with Scorn; Against me madly they have sworn. I've eaten Ashes with my Bread; And mix'd my Drink with Tears I shed, For thou hast thy hot Anger shown, In Wrath thou do'st upon me frown; Thou first did'st lift me up on high, Then down most low hast made me ly.