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Psalm 88:1
A
Song
or
Psalm
for the
sons
of
Korah,
to the chief
Musician
upon
Mahalath
Leannoth,
Maschil
of
Heman
the
Ezrahite.
O
LORD
God
of my
salvation,
I have
cried
day
and
night
before thee:
2
Let my
prayer
come
before
thee:
incline
thine
ear
unto my
cry;
3
For my
soul
is
full
of
troubles:
and my
life
draweth
nigh
unto the
grave.
4
I am
counted
with them that go
down
into the
pit:
I am as a
man
that hath no
strength:
5
Free
among the
dead,
like the
slain
that
lie
in the
grave,
whom thou
rememberest
no more: and they are cut
off
from thy
hand.
6
Thou hast
laid
me in the
lowest
pit,
in
darkness,
in the
deeps.
7
Thy
wrath
lieth
hard
upon me, and thou hast
afflicted
me with all thy
waves.
Selah.
8
Thou hast put
away
mine
acquaintance
far
from me; thou hast
made
me an
abomination
unto them: I am shut
up,
and I cannot come
forth.
9
Mine
eye
mourneth
by reason of
affliction:
LORD,
I have
called
daily
upon thee, I have stretched
out
my
hands
unto thee.
10
Wilt thou
show
wonders
to the
dead?
shall the
dead
arise
and
praise
thee?
Selah.
11
Shall thy
lovingkindness
be
declared
in the
grave?
or thy
faithfulness
in
destruction?
12
Shall thy
wonders
be
known
in the
dark?
and thy
righteousness
in the
land
of
forgetfulness?
13
But unto thee have I
cried,
O
LORD;
and in the
morning
shall my
prayer
prevent
thee.
14
LORD,
why castest thou
off
my
soul?
why
hidest
thou thy
face
from me?
15
I am
afflicted
and ready to
die
from my
youth
up: while I
suffer
thy
terrors
I am
distracted.
16
Thy fierce
wrath
goeth
over
me; thy
terrors
have cut me
off.
17
They came round
about
me
daily
like
water;
they
compassed
me about
together.
18
Lover
and
friend
hast thou put
far
from me, and mine
acquaintance
into
darkness.
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