Psalms 88

₁LORD God, my saviour, I cry out all day,

and at night I come before you.

₂Hear my prayer;

listen to my cry for help!

₃So many troubles have fallen on me

that I am close to death.

₄I am like all others who are about to die;

all my strength is gone.

₅I am abandoned among the dead;

I am like the slain lying in their graves,

those you have forgotten completely,

who are beyond your help.

₆You have thrown me into the depths of the tomb,

into the darkest and deepest pit.

₇Your anger lies heavy on me,

and I am crushed beneath its waves.

₈You have caused my friends to abandon me;

you have made me repulsive to them.

I am closed in and cannot escape;

₉my eyes are weak from suffering.

LORD, every day I call to you

and lift my hands to you in prayer.

₁₀Do you perform miracles for the dead?

Do they rise up and praise you?

₁₁Is your constant love spoken of in the grave

or your faithfulness in the place of destruction?

₁₂Are your miracles seen in that place of darkness

or your goodness in the land of the forgotten?

₁₃LORD, I call to you for help;

every morning I pray to you.

₁₄Why do you reject me, LORD?

Why do you turn away from me?

₁₅Ever since I was young, I have suffered and been near death;

I am worn out from the burden of your punishments.

₁₆Your furious anger crushes me;

your terrible attacks destroy me.

₁₇All day long they surround me like a flood;

they close in on me from every side.

₁₈You have made even my closest friends abandon me,

and darkness is my only companion.