Thou hast put away mine [a]acquaintance far from me, and made me to be abhorred of them: [b]I am shut up, and cannot get forth.

[c]Mine eye is sorrowful through mine affliction: Lord, I call daily upon thee: I stretch out mine hands unto thee.

10 Wilt thou show [d]a miracle to the dead? or shall the dead rise and praise thee? Selah.

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  1. Psalm 88:8 He attributeth the loss and displeasure of his friends to God’s providence, whereby he partly punisheth and partly trieth his.
  2. Psalm 88:8 I see none end of my sorrows.
  3. Psalm 88:9 Mine eyes and face declare my sorrows.
  4. Psalm 88:10 He showeth that the time is more convenient for God to help, when men call unto him in their dangers, than to tarry till they be dead, and then raise them up again.