Ps 88
0 Psalm 88 A Song, a Psalm of the sons of Korah; for the Chief Musician; set to Mahalath
Leannoth. Maschil of Heman the Ezrahite.
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O YHWH, 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 nigh to Sheol.
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I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit; I am as a man that has no help,
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Cast off among the dead, Like the slain that 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 anger lies hard upon me, And you have afflicted me with all your waves. Selah
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You have put mine acquaintance far from me; You have made me an abomination to them:
I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
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Mine eye wastes away by reason of affliction: I have called daily upon you, O YHWH;
I have spread forth my hands to you.
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Will you show wonders to the dead? Shall they that are decreased arise and praise
you? Selah
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Shall your lovingkindness be declared in the grave? Or your faithfulness in Destruction?
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Shall your wonders be known in the dark? And your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
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But to you, O YHWH, have I cried; And in the morning shall my prayer come before you.
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YHWH, why cast you off my soul? Why hide you 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 anger is 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 compassed me about together.
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Lover and friend have you put far from me, And mine acquaintance into darkness.