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Venerdi, 19 aprile 2024 - San Leone IX Papa ( Letture di oggi)

Psalms 102


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1[Prayer of someone afflicted, who in misfortune pours out sorrows before Yahweh] Yahweh, hear myprayer, let my cry for help reach you.2Do not turn away your face from me when I am in trouble; bend down and listen to me, when I cal ,be quick to answer me!3For my days are vanishing like smoke, my bones burning like an oven;4like grass struck by blight, my heart is withering, I forget to eat my meals.5From the effort of voicing my groans my bones stick out through my skin.6I am like a desert-owl in the wastes, a screech-owl among ruins,7I keep vigil and moan like a lone bird on a roof.8Al day long my enemies taunt me, those who once praised me now use me as a curse.9Ashes are the food that I eat, my drink is mingled with tears,10because of your fury and anger, since you have raised me up only to cast me away;11my days are like a fading shadow, I am withering up like grass.12But you, Yahweh, are enthroned for ever, each generation in turn remembers you.13Rise up, take pity on Zion! the time has come to have mercy on her, the moment has come;14for your servants love her very stones, are moved to pity by her dust.15Then wil the nations revere the name of Yahweh, and al the kings of the earth your glory;16when Yahweh builds Zion anew, he will be seen in his glory;17he wil turn to hear the prayer of the destitute, and wil not treat their prayer with scorn.18This shall be put on record for a future generation, and a people yet to be born shal praise God:19Yahweh has leaned down from the heights of his sanctuary, has looked down from heaven to earth,20to listen to the sighing of the captive, and set free those condemned to death,21to proclaim the name of Yahweh in Zion, his praise in Jerusalem;22nations wil gather together, and kingdoms to worship Yahweh.23In my journeying my strength has failed on the way;24let me know the short time I have left. Do not take me away before half my days are done, for youryears run on from age to age.25Long ago you laid earth's foundations, the heavens are the work of your hands.26They pass away but you remain; they al wear out like a garment, like outworn clothes you changethem;27but you never alter, and your years never end.28The children of those who serve you wil dwel secure, and their descendants live on in yourpresence.