Psalms 102

Psalms 102:3

My bones are burned as an hearth.

My very bones are dried up with sorrow, and are burnt black therewith, as a hearth is with the fire.

Psalms 102:4

So that I forget to eat my bread.

My heart is so wholly taken up with sorrow, that I cannot think of any earthly comforts; no, not so much as of my necessary sustenance. CH. 6. I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert. I am left and forsaken of all; and live, like one of those solitary and dismal birds, which shriek out their mournful notes in a desert wilderness; where, either none heareth them, or those that do hear them hate their noise as portending evil. CH. 9. For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping. As I have lain grovelling upon the earth in my sorrow, I have taken no sustenance at all, except I have perhaps licked up the dust where I lay, and drunk in my tears instead of other liquors. CH. 14. For thy servants take pleasure in her stones, and favour the dust thereof. For, howsoever the glory of thy temple is utterly defaced, yet thy servants love the very rubbish of those walls, and favour the very dust into which it is mouldered. CH. 26, 27. As a vesture shalt thou change them, and they shall be changed: But thou art the same. O God, the very heavens themselves, through our sin, are made subject to corruption: they shall be both folded up once, as a garment; and changed, as an old garment is changed for a new; so as these heavens shall be once other than they are: only thou art eternally immutable. CH. 5. Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things; so that thy youth is renewed like the eagle’s. Who abundantly furnisheth thee with all good things, and reviveth thee when thou droopest under thy afflictions; as the eagle, by casting her feathers and her beak, seems to receive a new youthfulness.