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Psalms 88

1A Song, a Psalm of the sons of Korah; for the Chief Musician; set to Mahalath Leannoth. Maschil of Heman the Ezrahite. O Yehovah, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you.

2Let my prayer enter into your presence; Incline your ear to my cry.

3For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draws near to Sheol.

4I am reckoned with those who go down into the pit; I am as a man who has no help,

5Cast 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.

6You have laid me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in the deeps.

7Your wrath lies hard upon me, And you have afflicted me with all your waves. [Selah

8You have put my acquaintances far from me; You have made me an abomination to them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.

9My eye wastes away by reason of affliction: I have called daily upon you, O Yehovah; I have spread forth my hands to you.

10Will you show wonders to the dead? Shall those who are deceased arise and praise you? [Selah

11Shall your lovingkindness be declared in the grave? Or your faithfulness in Destruction?

12Shall your wonders be known in the dark? And your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?

13But to you, O Yehovah, I have cried; And in the morning my prayer shall come before you.

14Yehovah, why do you cast off my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?

15I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: While I suffer your terrors I am distracted.

16Your fierce wrath has gone over me; Your terrors have cut me off.

17They came around me like water all the day long; They surrounded me together.

18Lover and friend you have put far from me, And my acquaintances into darkness.