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Lament for Those Feeling Weak and Afflicted
June 25, 2024 in Uncategorized | Tags: crying out to God, lament, lament for the weak, Psalm 102 | Leave a comment
I recently heard on a podcast that 1/3 of the Psalms are Psalms of lament. That is people pouring out their hearts to God. Crying out to God from their pain and suffering. Their disappointments, hurt, anger and loss. God already knew what they were going through, but wanted them to come before Him honestly and to realize that it is safe to bear all to Him. God knows what we are going through and invites us to open up in His presence. And, as Paul says in Philippians 4:7, “the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus.”
For all of us who feel afflicted and weak; neglected or abandoned, Psalm 102 is for us.
A prayer of an afflicted person who has grown weak and pours out a lament before the LORD.
Hear my prayer, LORD; let my cry for help come to you. Do not hide your face from me when I am in distress. Turn your ear to me; when I call, answer me quickly.
For my days vanish like smoke; my bones burn like glowing embers. My heart is blighted and withered like grass; I forget to eat my food. In my distress I groan aloud and am reduced to skin and bones. I am like a desert owl, like an owl among the ruins. I lie awake; I have become like a bird alone on a roof. All day long my enemies taunt me; those who rail against me use my name as a curse. For I eat ashes as my food and mingle my drink with tears because of your great wrath, for you have taken me up and thrown me aside. My days are like the evening shadow; I wither away like grass.
But you, LORD, sit enthroned forever; your renown endures through all generations. You will arise and have compassion on Zion, for it is time to show favor to her; the appointed time has come. For her stones are dear to your servants; her very dust moves them to pity. The nations will fear the name of the LORD, all the kings of the earth will revere your glory. For the LORD will rebuild Zion and appear in his glory. He will respond to the prayer of the destitute; he will not despise their plea.
Let this be written for a future generation, that a people not yet created may praise the LORD: “The LORD looked down from his sanctuary on high, from heaven he viewed the earth, to hear the groans of the prisoners and release those condemned to death.” So the name of the LORD will be declared in Zion and his praise in Jerusalem when the peoples and the kingdoms assemble to worship the LORD.
In the course of my life he broke my strength; he cut short my days. So I said: “Do not take me away, my God, in the midst of my days; your years go on through all generations. In the beginning you laid the foundations of the earth, and the heavens are the work of your hands. They will perish, but you remain; they will all wear out like a garment. Like clothing you will change them and they will be discarded. But you remain the same, and your years will never end. The children of your servants will live in your presence; their descendants will be established before you.”

