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Psalm 88
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Vers 1
before thee cry’d have I.
Before thee let my prayer come;
give ear unto my cry.
Vers 2
my life draws nigh the grave.
I’m counted with those that go down to pit,
and no strength have.
Vers 3
that slain in grave do lie;
Cut off from thy hand, whom no more
thou hast in memory.
Vers 4
in deeps and darksome caves.
Thy wrath lies hard on me, thou hast
me press’d with all thy waves.
Vers 5
thou mad’st them to abhor me;
And I am so shut up, that I
find no evasion for me.
Vers 6
mine eye mourns dolefully:
To thee, Lord, do I call,
and stretch my hands continually.
Vers 7
shall they rise, and thee bless?
Shall in the grave thy love be told?
in death thy faithfulness?
Vers 8
or shall thy righteousness
Be known to any in the land
of deep forgetfulness?
Vers 9
at morn prevent shall thee.
Why, Lord, dost thou cast off my soul,
and hid’st thy face from me?
Vers 10
I ready am to die;
Thy terrors I have borne, and am
distracted fearfully.
Vers 11
quite over me doth go:
Thy terrors great have cut me off,
they did pursue me so.
Vers 12
like water, they did roll;
And, gathering together, they
have compassed my soul.
Vers 13
and him that did me love;
And those that mine acquaintance were
to darkness didst remove.
Psalm 88 is a psalm of Heman and belongs to Book III (Psalm 73–89) of the Psalter.
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