“My days are coming to an end,
and I am withered like grass.”
This psalm is “the prayer of an oppressed man, as he grows faint and pours out his lament before the Lord” (superscript). He appeals to the Lord who rules forever, v. 12, and whose “years do not come to an end” v. 27.
The rigors and strains of life take their toll, as well as suffering for the faith. How do saints remain encouraged and strong in the Lord?