| His Feelings — Part 4 |
| This Psalm gives us more of the outpouring of the heart of the Lord Jesus as He “endured the cross, despising the shame” (Hebrews 12:1) |
| Psalm 102 |
| For My days are consumed like smoke, and My bones are burned as an hearth. |
| My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat My bread. |
| By reason of the voice of My groaning My bones cleave to my skin. |
| I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert. |
| I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top. |
| Mine enemies reproach Me all the day; and they that are mad against Me are sworn against me. |
| For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled My drink with weeping, |
| Because of Thine indignation and Thy wrath: for Thou hast lifted Me up, and cast Me down. |
| My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass. |