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Days Like Smoke (Psalm 102)

from Remember Our Frame by Tarblossom

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O Lord, let my cry come to you
The voice of my prayer heed
And in the day of my distress
Hide not your face from me.

Give ear to me; what time I call,
To answer me make haste:
For, as with fire, my bones are burnt,
My days, like smoke, do waste.

My heart within me smitten is,
And it is withered
Like very grass; so that I do
Forget to eat my bread.

By reason of my groaning sigh
My bones cleave to my skin.
Like pelican in wilderness
Forsaken I have been:

I like an owl in desert am,
That nightly there does moan;
I watch, and like a sparrow am
On the house-top alone.

All day my bitter enemies
Reproaches cast on me;
And, being mad at me, with rage
Against me sworn they be.

For why? I ashes eaten have
Like bread, in sorrows deep;
My drink I also mingled have
With tears that I did weep.

Your wrath and indignation
Did cause this grief and pain;
For you have lifted me on high,
And cast me down again.

My wonted strength and force he has
Abated in the way,
And he my days has shortened:
Thus therefore did I say,

My God, in mid-time of my days
Please take me not away:
From age to age eternally
Your years endure and stay.

You shall rise with mercy on Zion yet;
The time to favor her, the time you‘ve set
For in her stones your servants pleasure take;
The very dust they favor for her sake.

So shall the peoples fear your holy name;
The kings of earth shall dread your glory and fame.
When Zion by the Lord built up shall be,
Appear shall he in all his majesty

The destitute prayer surely he’ll regard;
He’ll not despise, by him it shall be heard.
He from his height has downward cast his eye;
And from his throne the Lord the earth did spy;

The groanings of the prisoner he will hear,
To set them free from death and from all fear
That they in Zion may declare his name
And shout aloud the praises of the same;

The people gather shall with one accord,
Assembled be to serve the highest Lord.
The children of your servants shall endure;
And in your sight, Lord, be established sure.

The earth’s foundation of old time you laid;
The heavens also your own hands have made.
You shall them change, and they shall changed be:
But you the same are for eternity.

My days are like unto a shade,
Which as declining pass;
And I am dried and withered,
Even like unto the grass.

But you, Lord, everlasting are
And your remembrance shall
Continually endure, and be
To generations all.

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from Remember Our Frame, released February 17, 2021

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Tarblossom Turin, Italy

Tarblossom is the musical project of Jonathan Kleis, an electro-roots rock that mixes the fire of an Old Testament prophet with the fury of a Flannery O'Connor story. The inspiration behind Tarblossom can be found in the earthy grit of old-time Americana, the swampy spank of Delta bottleneck, and the pulsing ambience of modern electronica as a contemporary setting for ancient texts. ... more

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