Psalms 88

¹O Jehovah, the God of my salvation,

²Let my prayer enter into thy presence;

³For my soul is full of troubles,

⁴I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit;

⁵Cast off among the dead,

⁶Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit,

⁷Thy wrath lieth hard upon me,

⁸Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me;

⁹Mine eye wasteth away by reason of affliction:

¹⁰Wilt thou show wonders to the dead?

¹¹Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave?

¹²Shall thy wonders be known in the dark?

¹³But unto thee, O Jehovah, have I cried;

¹⁴Jehovah, why castest thou off my soul?

¹⁵I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up:

¹⁶Thy fierce wrath is gone over me;

¹⁷They came round about me like water all the day long;

¹⁸Lover and friend hast thou put far from me,