Complaint
Psalm 102
A
PRAYER OF ONE AFFLICTED, WHEN HE IS FAINT AND POURS OUT HIS COMPLAINT BEFORE
THE LORD.
1Hear
my prayer, O Lord; let my cry come to you!
2Do
not hide your face from me in the day of my distress! Incline your ear to me; answer
me speedily in the day when I call!
3For
my days pass away like smoke, and my bones burn like a furnace.
4My
heart is struck down like grass and has withered; I forget to eat my bread.
5Because
of my loud groaning my bones cling to my flesh.
6I
am like a desert owl of the wilderness, like an owl of the waste places;
7I
lie awake; I am like a lonely sparrow on the housetop.
8All
the day my enemies taunt me; those who deride me use my name for a curse.
9For
I eat ashes like bread and mingle tears with my drink,
10because
of your indignation and anger; for you have taken me up and thrown me down.
11My
days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass.
12But
you, O Lord, are enthroned forever; you are remembered throughout all
generations.
13You
will arise and have pity on Zion; it is the time to favor her; the appointed
time has come.
14For
your servants hold her stones dear and have pity on her dust.
15Nations
will fear the name of the Lord, and all the kings of the earth will fear your
glory.
16For
the Lord builds up Zion; he appears in his glory;
17he
regards the prayer of the destitute and does not despise their prayer.
18Let
this be recorded for a generation to come, so that a people yet to be created
may praise the Lord:
19that
he looked down from his holy height; from heaven the Lord looked at the earth,
20to
hear the groans of the prisoners, to set free those who were doomed to die,
21that
they may declare in Zion the name of the Lord, and in Jerusalem his praise,
22when
peoples gather together, and kingdoms, to worship the Lord.
23He
has broken my strength in midcourse; he has shortened my days.
24“O
my God,” I say, “take me not away in the midst of my days—you whose years
endure throughout all generations!”
25Of
old you laid the foundation of the earth, and the heavens are the work of your
hands.
26They
will perish, but you will remain; they will all wear out like a garment. You
will change them like a robe, and they will pass away,
27but
you are the same, and your years have no end.
28The
children of your servants shall dwell secure; their offspring shall be
established before you.
We are not
given any clear indication of why or by whom this psalm was written. But there
are some hints that attribute this prayer to King Hezekiah who became fatally
ill and begged God for more time in this life. This psalm closely mirrors his
words to the Lord after his request was granted.
Isaiah 38:1–8
1In those
days Hezekiah became sick and was at the point of death. And Isaiah the prophet
the son of Amoz came to him, and said to him, “Thus says the LORD: Set your
house in order, for you shall die, you shall not recover.” 2 Then
Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the LORD, 3 and
said, “Please, O LORD, remember how I have walked before you in faithfulness
and with a whole heart, and have done what is good in your sight.” And Hezekiah
wept bitterly. 4 Then the word of the LORD came to Isaiah: 5 “Go
and say to Hezekiah, Thus says the LORD, the God of David your father: I have
heard your prayer; I have seen your tears. Behold, I will add fifteen years to
your life. 6 I will deliver you and this city out of the hand
of the king of Assyria, and will defend this city. 7 “This
shall be the sign to you from the LORD, that the LORD will do this thing that
he has promised: 8 Behold, I will make the shadow cast by the
declining sun on the dial of Ahaz turn back ten steps.” So the sun turned back
on the dial the ten steps by which it had declined.
This prayer beautifully articulates the emotional and
sometimes spiritual roller coaster we have all experienced when life become
challenging. When we are in pain, it can seem as though God is distant or
uncaring and that is never true. This psalmist first acknowledged (honestly)
his pain and the deep suffering that he is living through. But then he turns to
what he knows to be true about God, even to the point of appropriating from
himself God’s promises to an entire nation. That is not necessarily a bad
thing. God is the same, yesterday, today, and tomorrow. His mercies extend to
the individual and to His people as a whole. And those mercies are ever ours.
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