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Psalms 88

Psalm 88

A Petition to Be Saved from Death.

¹Lord, the God of my salvation, I have cried out by day and in the night before You.

²Let my prayer come before You; Incline Your ear to my cry!

³For my soul has had enough troubles, And my life has approached Sheol.

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

⁵Abandoned among the dead, Like the slain who lie in the grave, Whom You no longer remember, And they are cut off from Your hand.

⁶You have put me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in the depths.

⁷Your wrath has rested upon me, And You have afflicted me with all Your waves. Selah

⁸You have removed my acquaintances far from me; You have made me an object of loathing to them; I am shut up and cannot go out.

⁹My eye grows dim from misery; I have called upon You every day, Lord; I have spread out my hands to You.

¹⁰¶Will You perform wonders for the dead? Or will the departed spirits rise and praise You? Selah

¹¹Will Your graciousness be declared in the grave, Your faithfulness in Abaddon?

¹²Will Your wonders be made known in the darkness? And Your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?

¹³¶But I, Lord, have cried out to You for help, And in the morning my prayer comes before You.

¹⁴Lord, why do You reject my soul? Why do You hide Your face from me?

¹⁵I was miserable and about to die from my youth on; I suffer Your terrors; I grow weary.

¹⁶Your burning anger has passed over me; Your terrors have destroyed me.

¹⁷They have surrounded me like water all day long; They have encircled me altogether.

¹⁸You have removed lover and friend far from me; My acquaintances are in a hiding place.

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