Psalms - Chapter 88

O LORD, the God who saves me, day and night I cry out before you.   1

May my prayer come before you; turn your ear to my cry.   2

For my soul is full of trouble and my life draws near the grave.   3

I am counted among those who go down to the pit; I am like a man without strength.   4

I am set apart with the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more, who are cut off from your care.   5

You have put me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.   6

Your wrath lies heavily upon me; you have overwhelmed me with all your waves.   7

You have taken from me my closest friends and have made me repulsive to them. I am confined and cannot escape;   8

my eyes are dim with grief. I call to you, O LORD, every day; I spread out my hands to you.   9

Do you show your wonders to the dead? Do those who are dead rise up and praise you?   10

Is your love declared in the grave, your faithfulness in Destruction ?   11

Are your wonders known in the place of darkness, or your righteous deeds in the land of oblivion?   12

But I cry to you for help, O LORD; in the morning my prayer comes before you.   13

Why, O LORD, do you reject me and hide your face from me?   14

From my youth I have been afflicted and close to death; I have suffered your terrors and am in despair.   15

Your wrath has swept over me; your terrors have destroyed me.   16

All day long they surround me like a flood; they have completely engulfed me.   17

You have taken my companions and loved ones from me; the darkness is my closest friend.   18





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