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A Song. A Psalm by the sons of Korah. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “The Suffering of Affliction.” A contemplation by Heman, the Ezrahite.

88 Yahweh, the God of my salvation,
    I have cried day and night before you.
Let my prayer enter into your presence.
    Turn your ear to my cry.
For my soul is full of troubles.
    My life draws near to Sheol.[a]
I am counted among those who go down into the pit.
    I am like a man who has no help,
    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.
You have laid me in the lowest pit,
    in the darkest depths.
Your wrath lies heavily on me.
    You have afflicted me with all your waves. Selah.
You have taken my friends from me.
    You have made me an abomination to them.
    I am confined, and I can’t escape.
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.

Footnotes

  1. 88:3 Sheol is the place of the dead.

Psalm 88

A song. A psalm of the Korahites. For the music leader. According to “Mahalath Leannoth.”[a] A maskil[b] of Heman the Ezrahite.

88 Lord, God of my salvation,
    by day I cry out,
    even at night, before you—
    let my prayer reach you!
Turn your ear to my outcry
    because my whole being[c] is filled with distress;
    my life is at the very brink of hell.[d]

I am considered as one of those plummeting into the pit.
    I am like those who are beyond help,
    drifting among the dead,
    lying in the grave, like dead bodies—
    those you don’t remember anymore,
    those who are cut off from your power.
You placed me down in the deepest pit,
    in places dark and deep.
Your anger smothers me;
    you subdue me with it, wave after wave. Selah
You’ve made my friends distant.
    You’ve made me disgusting to them.
    I can’t escape. I’m trapped!
My eyes are tired of looking at my suffering.
    I’ve been calling out to you every day, Lord
    I’ve had my hands outstretched to you!

10 Do you work wonders for the dead?
    Do ghosts rise up and give you thanks? Selah

11 Is your faithful love proclaimed in the grave,
    your faithfulness in the underworld?[e]
12 Are your wonders known in the land of darkness,
    your righteousness in the land of oblivion?

13 But I cry out to you, Lord!
    My prayer meets you first thing in the morning!
14 Why do you reject my very being, Lord?
    Why do you hide your face from me?
15 Since I was young I’ve been afflicted, I’ve been dying.
    I’ve endured your terrors. I’m lifeless.
16 Your fiery anger has overwhelmed me;
    your terrors have destroyed me.
17 They surround me all day long like water;
    they engulf me completely.
18 You’ve made my loved ones and companions distant.
    My only friend is darkness.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 88:1 Heb uncertain
  2. Psalm 88:1 Perhaps instruction
  3. Psalm 88:3 Or soul, also in 88:14
  4. Psalm 88:3 Heb Sheol
  5. Psalm 88:11 Heb Abaddon