day 20 : mor ning pray er 102 Domine, exaudi 1 Hear my prayer, O Lord, * and let my cry come unto you. 2 Hide not your face from me in the time of my trouble; * incline your ear to me when I call; O hear me, and very soon. 3 For my days are consumed like smoke, * and my bones are burnt up as in a furnace. 4 My heart is smitten and withered like grass, * so that I forget to eat my bread. 5 Because of the voice of my groaning, * my bones will scarcely cleave to my flesh. 6 I have become like an owl in the wilderness * and like a screech-owl among the ruins. 7 I am solitary, and lie sleepless because of my groaning; * I am like a sparrow that sits alone upon the housetop. 8 My enemies revile me all day long, * and those who are enraged against me conspire to do me hurt. 9 For I have eaten ashes as if they were bread * and mingled my drink with weeping, 10 Because of your indignation and wrath, * for you have taken me up and cast me down. 11 My days are gone like a shadow, * and I am withered like grass. 12 But you, O Lord, shall endure for ever, * and your remembrance throughout all generations. 13 You shall arise and have mercy upon Zion, * for it is time for you to have mercy upon her; indeed, the time has come. 401 14 For your servants love her very stones, * and are moved to pity to see her in the dust. 15 The nations shall fear your Name, O Lord, * and all the kings of the earth your majesty, 16 When the Lord shall build up Zion, * and when his glory shall appear, 17 When he turns to the prayer of the destitute * and despises not their plea. 18 This shall be written for those that come after, * and a people that shall yet be born shall praise the Lord. 19 For he has looked down from his sanctuary; * from the heavens the Lord has beheld the earth, 20 That he might hear the groanings of those who are in captivity, * and deliver those who are condemned to die, 21 That they may declare the Name of the Lord in Zion, * and his praises in Jerusalem; 22 When the peoples are gathered together, * and the kingdoms also, to serve the Lord. 23 He brought down my strength before my time, * and shortened my days. 24 But I said, “O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days; * for your years endure throughout all generations.” 25 You, Lord, in the beginning laid the foundation of the earth, * and the heavens are the work of your hands. 26 They shall perish, but you shall endure; * they all shall wear out, as does a garment; 27 And as a garment you shall change them, and they shall be changed; * but you are the same, and your years shall not fail. 28 The children of your servants shall continue, * and their seed shall stand fast in your sight.