1021 Give ear to my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come to you. 2 Let not your face be veiled from me in the day of my trouble; give ear to me, and let my cry be answered quickly. 3 My days are wasted like smoke, and my bones are burned up as in a fire. 4 My heart is broken; it has become dry and dead like grass, so that I give no thought to food. 5 Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone. 6 I am like a bird living by itself in the waste places; like the night-bird in a waste of sand. 7 I keep watch like a bird by itself on the house-top. 8 My haters say evil of me all day; those who are violent against me make use of my name as a curse. 9 I have had dust for bread and my drink has been mixed with weeping: 10 Because of your passion and your wrath, for I have been lifted up and then made low by you. 11 My days are like a shade which is stretched out; I am dry like the grass.
Matthew Henry's Commentary on Psalm 102:1-11
Commentary on Psalm 102:1-11
(Read Psalm 102:1-11)
The whole word of God is of use to direct us in prayer; but here, is often elsewhere, the Holy Ghost has put words into our mouths. Here is a prayer put into the hands of the afflicted; let them present it to God. Even good men may be almost overwhelmed with afflictions. It is our duty and interest to pray; and it is comfort to an afflicted spirit to unburden itself, by a humble representation of its griefs. We must say, Blessed be the name of the Lord, who both gives and takes away. The psalmist looked upon himself as a dying man; My days are like a shadow.