Psalms Chapter 88 |
1A song. A psalm of the Korahites. For the leader; on mahalath leannoth. A maskil of Heman the Ezrahite.
2O Lord, God of my deliverance,
when I cry out in the night before You,
3let my prayer reach You;
incline Your ear to my cry.
4For I am sated with misfortune;
I am at the brink of Sheol.
5I am numbered with those who go down to the Pit;
I am a helpless man
6abandoned among the dead,
like bodies lying in the grave
of whom You are mindful no more,
and who are cut off from Your care.
7You have put me at the bottom of the Pit,
in the darkest places, in the depths.
8Your fury lies heavy upon me;
You afflict me with all Your breakers. Selah.
9You make my companions shun me;
You make me abhorrent to them;
I am shut in and do not go out.
10My eyes pine away from affliction;
I call to You, O Lord, each day;
I stretch out my hands to You.
11Do You work wonders for the dead?
Do the shades rise to praise You? Selah.
12Is Your faithful care recounted in the grave,
Your constancy in the place of perdition?
13Are Your wonders made known in the netherworld,
Your beneficent deeds in the land of oblivion?
14As for me, I cry out to You, O Lord;
each morning my prayer greets You.
15Why, O Lord, do You reject me,
do You hide Your face from me?
16From my youth I have been afflicted
and near death;
I suffer Your terrors wherever I turn.
17Your fury overwhelms me;
Your terrors destroy me.
18They swirl about me like water all day long;
they encircle me on every side.
19You have put friend and neighbor far from me
and my companions out of my sight.