TBOJ - The Wall 21

21

Hear my prayer, O LORD,
and let my cry come unto thee.
Hide not thy face from me in the day when I am in trouble;
incline thine ear unto me:
in the day when I call, answer me speedily.
For my days are consumed like smoke,
and my bones are burning like fire.
My heart is smitten, and withered like grass;
so that I forget to eat my bread.
By reason of the voice of my groaning,
my bones cleave to my skin.
I am like a pelican of the wilderness:
I am like an owl of the desert.
I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.
Mine enemies reproach me all the day;
and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.

For I have eaten ashes like bread,
and mingled my drink with weeping,
because of thine indignation and thy wrath:
for thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.

My days are like a shadow that declineth;
and I am withered like grass.
But thou, O LORD, shalt endure for ever;
and thy remembrance unto all generations.
Thou shalt arise, and have mercy upon Zion:
for the time to favour her, yea, the set time, is come.
For thy servants take pleasure in her stones,
and favour the dust thereof.

So the heathen shall fear the name of the LORD,
and all the kings of the earth thy glory.
When the LORD shall build up Zion,
He shall appear in His glory.
He will regard the prayer of the destitute,
and not despise their prayer.
The children of Thy servants shall continue,
and their seed shall be established before Thee.

Lift up your eyes on high,
and behold who hath created these things,
that bringeth out their host by number:
He calleth them all by names
by the greatness of His might,
for that He is strong in power;
not one faileth.

I will race against the leader
Of any nation on earth
I protect the Protectors
I defend the Defenders
I will deliver My People
Unto the Promised Land

Thus saith the LORD
In the early days and

The final days of man