Psalms 88
88
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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Psalms 88
88
A Song, a Psalm, by sons of Korah, to the Overseer, ‘Concerning the Sickness of Afflictions.’ — An instruction, by Heman the Ezrahite.
1O Jehovah, God of my salvation, Daily I have cried, nightly before Thee,
2My prayer cometh in before Thee, Incline Thine ear to my loud cry,
3For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.
4I have been reckoned with those going down [to] the pit, I have been as a man without strength.
5Among the dead — free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.
6Thou hast put me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in depths.
7Upon me hath Thy fury lain, And [with] all Thy breakers Thou hast afflicted. Selah.
8Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me, Thou hast made me an abomination to them, Shut up — I go not forth.
9Mine eye hath grieved because of affliction, I called Thee, O Jehovah, all the day, I have spread out unto Thee my hands.
10To the dead dost Thou do wonders? Do Rephaim rise? do they thank Thee? Selah.
11Is Thy kindness recounted in the grave? Thy faithfulness in destruction?
12Are Thy wonders known in the darkness? And Thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
13And I, unto Thee, O Jehovah, I have cried, And in the morning doth my prayer come before Thee.
14Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy face from me.
15I [am] afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Thy terrors — I pine away.
16Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,
17They have surrounded me as waters all the day, They have gone round against me together,
18Thou hast put far from me lover and friend, Mine acquaintance [is] the place of darkness!
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