Author: Carl P. Daw, Jr. Meter: 11.8.11.8 D Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 O God, hear my prayer; let my cry come to you,
and turn not your face from my need.
My days fade like smoke, all my bones burn like coals,
my heart has dried up like a reed.
I moan like an owl or a lone rooftop bird,
while enemies taunt night and day.
Because of your anger, my bread tastes like ash,
while life wanes and withers away.
2 Yet you are the true God whose throne will endure,
whose ways are both righteous and just.
Restore now the city your servants hold dear,
who cherish its stones and its dust.
Of old you have pitied the prisoners' groans,
freed those under sentence of death.
Once more for your glory reveal your great might,
and we shall sing praise with each breath.
3 My strength fades and fails in the midst of my days,
my life-span feels suddenly brief.
To you, ageless God, will I make my appeal;
preserve me and grant me relief.
You still will remain when the works of your hands
are shrugged off like clothing out-worn.
May praise from the people who honor your name
continue through ages unborn.
Topics: Children; Death; Face of the Lord; Jerusalem; Old Age; Penitential; Peoples; Prayer; Sickness; Weariness; Zion Used With Tune: SAMANTRHA
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