88 Yahweh, the God of my salvation,
    I have cried day and night before you.
² Let my prayer enter into your presence.
    Turn your ear to my cry.
³ For my soul is full of troubles.
    My life draws near to Sheol.^[a]
4 I am counted among those who go down into the pit.
    I am like a man who has no help,
⁵     set apart among the dead,
    like the slain who lie in the grave,
    whom you remember no more.
    They are cut off from your hand.
⁶ You have laid me in the lowest pit,
    in the darkest depths.
⁷ Your wrath lies heavily on me.
    You have afflicted me with all your waves. Selah.
⁸ You have taken my friends from me.
    You have made me an abomination to them.
    I am confined, and I can’t escape.
⁹ My eyes are dim from grief.
    I have called on you daily, Yahweh.
    I have spread out my hands to you.
¹⁰ Do you show wonders to the dead?
    Do the departed spirits rise up and praise you? Selah.
¹¹ Is your loving kindness declared in the grave?
    Or your faithfulness in Destruction?
¹² Are your wonders made known in the dark?
    Or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
¹³ But to you, Yahweh, I have cried.
    In the morning, my prayer comes before you.
¹⁴ Yahweh, why do you reject my soul?
    Why do you hide your face from me?
¹⁵ I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up.
    While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.
¹⁶ Your fierce wrath has gone over me.
    Your terrors have cut me off.
¹⁷ They came around me like water all day long.
    They completely engulfed me.
¹⁸ You have put lover and friend far from me,
    and my friends into darkness.