Psalms, Chapter 88
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A Song, a Psalm of the sons of Korah; for the Chief Musician; set to Mahalath Leannoth. Maschil of Heman the Ezrahite.
O Yahweh, the God of my salvation,I have cried day and night before you.
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Let my prayer enter into your presence;Incline your ear to my cry.
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For my soul is full of troubles,And my life draws near to Sheol.
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I am reckoned with those who go down into the pit;I am as an [able-bodied] man without strength,
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Cast off among the dead,Like the slain who lie in the grave,Whom you remember no more,And they are cut off from your hand.
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You have laid me in the lowest pit,In dark places, in the deeps.
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Your wrath lies hard on me,And you have afflicted me with all your waves. Selah.
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You have put my acquaintances far from me;You have made me disgusting to them:I am shut up, and I can't come forth.
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My eye wastes away by reason of affliction:I have called daily on you, O Yahweh;I have spread forth my hands to you.
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Will you show wonders to the dead?Will the spirits of the dead arise and praise you? Selah.
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Will your loving-kindness be declared in the grave?Or your faithfulness in Destruction?
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Will your wonders be known in the dark?And your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
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But to you, O Yahweh, I have cried;And in the morning my prayer will come before you.
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Yahweh, why do you cast off my soul?Why do you hide your face from me?
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I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up:While I suffer your terrors I am distracted.
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Your fierce wrath has gone over me;Your terrors have cut me off.
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They came round about me like water all the day long;They surrounded me together.
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Lover and companion you have put far from me,My acquaintances into darkness.