102:9 For I eat ashes as if they were bread, 1
and mix my drink with my tears, 2
102:10 because of your anger and raging fury.
Indeed, 3 you pick me up and throw me away.
102:11 My days are coming to an end, 4
and I am withered like grass.
102:12 But you, O Lord, rule forever, 5
and your reputation endures. 6
102:13 You will rise up and have compassion on Zion. 7
For it is time to have mercy on her,
for the appointed time has come.
102:14 Indeed, 8 your servants take delight in her stones,
and feel compassion for 9 the dust of her ruins. 10