Psalm 102: 13-18 Tune: Angels' Song

Scottish Psalter
Psalm 102: 13-18
"Thou shalt arise, and mercy yet Thou to mount Zion shalt extend"
Tune: Angels' Song
For more on the tune see: https://archive.org/details/scottishpsalter00assegoog/page/3/mode/2up
image: Moses on Sinai - Lesser Ury (Exodus 19)
The images are only intended to provide resonances with some aspects of the psalm; they are not intended as a one-to-one correspondences.

Moses went up to God, and Yahweh called to him out of the mountain, saying, “This is what you shall tell the house of Jacob, and tell the children of Israel: ‘You have seen what I did to the Egyptians, and how I bore you on eagles’ wings, and brought you to myself. Now therefore, if you will indeed obey my voice and keep my covenant, then you shall be my own possession from among all peoples; for all the earth is mine; and you shall be to me a kingdom of priests and a holy nation.’ These are the words which you shall speak to the children of Israel.”
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But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for God’s own possession, that you may proclaim the excellence of him who called you out of darkness into his marvellous light. In the past, you were not a people, but now are God’s people, who had not obtained mercy, but now have obtained mercy.
(Exodus 19: 3-6; 1 Peter 2: 9-10)

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised, To preach the acceptable year of the Lord.
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This day is this scripture fulfilled in your ears.
(Luke: 4: 18-19, 21)

From the Sixth Glasgow Psalmody Recital 1976
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A Prayer of the afflicted, when he fainteth, and poureth out his complaint before the LORD.
PSALM 102, second version L.M.

1 LORD, hear my pray’r, and let my cry
Have speedy access unto thee;
2 In day of my calamity
O hide not thou thy face from me.

Hear when I call to thee; that day
An answer speedily return:
3 My days, like smoke, consume away,
And, as an hearth, my bones do burn.

4 My heart is wounded very sore,
And witherèd, like grass doth fade:
I am forgetful grown therefore
To take and eat my daily bread.

5 By reason of my smart within,
And voice of my most grievous groans,
My flesh consumèd is, my skin,
All parched, doth cleave unto my bones.

6 The pelican of wilderness,
The owl in desert, I do match;
7 And, sparrow-like, companionless,
Upon the house’s top, I watch.

8 I all day long am made a scorn,
Reproached by my malicious foes:
The madmen are against me sworn,
The men against me that arose.

9 For I have ashes eaten up,
To me as if they had been bread;
And with my drink I in my cup
Of bitter tears a mixture made.

10 Because thy wrath was not appeased,
And dreadful indignätion:
Therefore it was that thou me raised,
And thou again didst cast me down.

11 My days are like a shade alway,
Which doth declining swiftly pass;
And I am witherèd away,
Much like unto the fading grass.

12 But thou, O LORD, shalt still endure,
From change and all mutation free,
And to all generations sure
Shall thy remembrance ever be.

13 Thou shalt arise, and mercy yet
Thou to mount Zion shalt extend:
Her time for favour which was set,
Behold, is now come to an end.

14 Thy saints take pleasure in her stones,
Her very dust to them is dear.
15 All heathen lands and kingly thrones
On earth thy glorious name shall fear.

16 GOD in his glory shall appear,
When Zion he builds and repairs.
17 He shall regard and lend his ear
Unto the needy’s humble pray’rs:

Th’ afflicted’s pray’r he will not scorn.
18 All times this shall be on record:
And generations yet unborn
Shall praise and magnify the LORD.

19 He from his holy place looked down,
The earth he viewed from heav’n on high;
20 To hear the pris’ner’s mourning groan,
And free them that are doomed to die;

21 That Zion, and Jerus’lem too,
His name and praise may well record,
22 When people and the kingdoms do
Assemble all to praise the LORD.

23 My strength he weakened in the way,
My days of life he shortenèd.
24 My God, O take me not away
In mid-time of my days, I said:

Thy years throughout all ages last.
25 Of old thou hast establishèd
The earth’s foundation firm and fast:
Thy mighty hands the heav’ns have made.

26 They perish shall, as garments do,
But thou shalt evermore endure;
As vestures, thou shalt change them so;
And they shall all be changèd sure:

27 But from all changes thou art free;
Thy endless years do last for aye.
28 Thy servants, and their seed who be,
Established shall before thee stay.

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