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.