Psalms 88

Thomson(i) 1 An Ode of a Psalm for the sons of Kore. For the conclusion. On the responsive Maeleth. On understanding. By Aiman the Israelite. LORD God of my salvation, before thee I have cried day and night. 2 Let my prayer come before thee, incline, Lord, thine ear to my supplication; 3 for my soul is full of trouble, and my life draweth near to the mansion of the dead. 4 I was counted with them who are going down to the pit; I became like a man who is past recovery; 5 like one set free among the dead; like the prostrate slain, asleep in the grave, whom thou hast no more remembered. Though they were cast off out of thy hand, 6 they laid me in the lowest pit; in dark places and in the shade of death. 7 On me thy wrath was pressed hard, and all thy billows thou didst bring upon me. 8 Thou hast removed far from me my acquaintance, they accounted me an abomination to them. I was delivered up and did not go abroad; 9 mine eyes were weakened by affliction. To thee, Lord, I cried all the day long: to thee I stretched forth my hands. 10 Wilt thou work wonders among the dead? Or can physicians raise them up to praise thee? 11 Can any in the grave declare thy kindness?; Or thy faithfulness, in destruction? 12 Can thy wonders be known in darkness; Or thy saving mercy, in the land of forgetfulness? 13 As for me, I have cried to thee, Lord, and in the morning my prayers shall be before thee. 14 Lord, why rejectest thou my prayer; why turnest thou away thy face from me? 15 I am afflicted and in troubles from my youth: though raised high I have been humbled and distressed. 16 Thy resentments have come upon me; and thy terrors have quite confounded me: 17 they have encompassed me like water: all the day long they begirt me at once. 18 Thou hast removed a friend far from me, my acquaintance also, because of misery.