Psalms 88
88
Psalm 88
A Song or Psalm for the sons of Korah, to the Overcomer: to sing upon Mahalath, Maschil of Heman the Ezrahite.
1¶ O Lord God of my saving health, I cry day and night before Thee;
2let my prayer come before thee; incline thine ear unto my cry;
3for my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near unto Sheol.
4I am counted with those that go down into the pit; I am as a man that has no strength:
5Freed among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou dost remember no more; and they are cut off from thy hand.
6Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.
7Thy wrath lies hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.
8Thou hast put away mine acquaintances far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them; I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
9My eye mourns by reason of affliction; Lord, I have called daily upon thee; I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
10¶ Wilt thou show wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.
11Shall thy mercy be declared in the grave? or thy truth in hell?
12Shall thy wonder be known in darkness? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
13But unto thee have I cried, O Lord; and in the morning shall my prayer come before thee.
14Lord, why dost thou cast off my soul? why dost thou hide thy face from me?
15I am afflicted and destitute; from my youth up I have feared thee and been in awe of thee.
16Thy fierce wrath goes over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
17They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together.
18Thou hast put lover and friend far from me, and placed my acquaintances into darkness.
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The Jubilee Bible 2000 (JUB) by Ransom Press International
Psalms 88
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Psalm 88
A song; a psalm by Korah’s descendants; for the choir director; according to mahalath leannoth; #88:0 Unknown musical term. a maskil by Heman the Ezrahite.
1O Lord God, my savior,
I cry out to you during the day and at night.
2Let my prayer come into your presence.
Turn your ear to hear my cries.
3My soul is filled with troubles,
and my life comes closer to the grave.
4I am numbered with those who go into the pit.
I am like a man without any strength—
5abandoned with the dead,
like those who have been killed and lie in graves,
like those whom you no longer remember,
who are cut off from your power.
6You have put me in the bottom of the pit—in deep, dark places.
7Your rage lies heavily on me.
You make all your waves pound on me. Selah
8You have taken my friends far away from me.
You made me disgusting to them.
I’m shut in, and I can’t get out.
9My eyes grow weak because of my suffering.
All day long I call out to you, O Lord.
I stretch out my hands to you ⌞in prayer⌟.
10Will you perform miracles for those who are dead?
Will the spirits of the dead rise and give thanks to you? Selah
11Will anyone tell about your mercy in Sheol
or about your faithfulness in Abaddon?
12Will anyone know about your miracles in that dark place
or about your righteousness in the place where forgotten people live?
13I cry out to you for help, O Lord,
and in the morning my prayer will come into your presence.
14Why do you reject my soul, O Lord?
Why do you hide your face from me?
15Ever since I was young, I have been suffering and near death.
I have endured your terrors, and now I am in despair.
16Your burning anger has swept over me.
Your terrors have destroyed me.
17They swirl around me all day long like water.
They surround me on all sides.
18You have taken my loved ones and friends far away from me.
Darkness is my only friend!
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