Psalms 88

1O Jehovah, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee. 2Let my prayer enter into thy presence. Incline thine ear to my cry. 3For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol. 4I am reckoned with those who go down into the pit. I am as a man who has no help, 5cast off among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom thou remember no more, and they are cut off from thy hand. 6Thou have laid me in the lowest pit, in dark places, in the deeps. 7Thy wrath lays hard upon me, and thou have afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah. 8Thou have put my acquaintances far from me. Thou have made me an abomination to them. I am shut up, and I cannot come forth. 9My eye wastes away because of affliction. I have called daily upon thee, O Jehovah, I have spread forth my hands to thee. 10Will thou show wonders to the dead? Shall those who are deceased arise and praise thee? Selah. 11Shall thy loving kindness be declared in the grave, or thy faithfulness in destruction? 12Shall thy wonders be known in the dark, and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness? 13But to thee, O Jehovah, I have cried, and in the morning my prayer shall come before thee. 14Jehovah, why do thou cast off my soul? Why do thou hide thy face from me? 15I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer thy terrors I am confounded. 16Thy fierce wrath has gone over me. Thy terrors have cut me off. 17They came round about me like water all the day long. They encompassed me around together. 18Thou have put beloved and friend far from me, and my acquaintances into darkness.
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