Psalms 88 (asv)
Incline thine ear unto my cry.
88:3For my soul is full of troubles,
And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.
88:4I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit;
88:5Cast off among the dead,
Like the slain that lie in the grave,
Whom thou rememberest no more,
And they are cut off from thy hand.
88:6Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit,
In dark places, in the deeps.
88:7Thy wrath lieth hard upon me,
And thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves.
88:8Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me;
Thou hast made me an abomination unto them:
I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
88:9Mine eye wasteth away by reason of affliction:
I have called daily upon thee, O Jehovah;
I have spread forth my hands unto thee.
88:10Wilt thou show wonders to the dead?
Shall they that are decreased arise and praise thee?
88:11Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave?
Or thy faithfulness in Destruction?
88:12Shall thy wonders be known in the dark?
And thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
88:13But unto thee, O Jehovah, have I cried;
And in the morning shall my prayer come before thee.
Why hidest thou thy face from me?
While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
88:16Thy fierce wrath is gone over me;
Thy terrors have cut me off.
They compassed me about together.
88:18Lover and friend hast thou put far from me,
And mine acquaintance into darkness.