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Psalm 88

Vers 1

Lord God, my Saviour, day and night
before thee cry’d have I.
Before thee let my prayer come;
give ear unto my cry.

Vers 2

For troubles great do fill my soul;
my life draws nigh the grave.
I’m counted with those that go down to pit,
and no strength have.

Vers 3

Ev’n free among the dead, like them
that slain in grave do lie;
Cut off from thy hand, whom no more
thou hast in memory.

Vers 4

Thou hast me laid in lowest pit,
in deeps and darksome caves.
Thy wrath lies hard on me, thou hast
me press’d with all thy waves.

Vers 5

Thou hast put far from me my friends,
thou mad’st them to abhor me;
And I am so shut up, that I
find no evasion for me.

Vers 6

By reason of affliction
mine eye mourns dolefully:
To thee, Lord, do I call,
and stretch my hands continually.

Vers 7

Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead?
shall they rise, and thee bless?
Shall in the grave thy love be told?
in death thy faithfulness?

Vers 8

Shall thy great wonders in the dark,
or shall thy righteousness
Be known to any in the land
of deep forgetfulness?

Vers 9

But, Lord, to thee I cry’d; my pray’r
at morn prevent shall thee.
Why, Lord, dost thou cast off my soul,
and hid’st thy face from me?

Vers 10

Distress’d am I, and from my youth
I ready am to die;
Thy terrors I have borne, and am
distracted fearfully.

Vers 11

The dreadful fierceness of thy wrath
quite over me doth go:
Thy terrors great have cut me off,
they did pursue me so.

Vers 12

For round about me ev’ry day,
like water, they did roll;
And, gathering together, they
have compassed my soul.

Vers 13

My friends thou hast put far from me,
and him that did me love;
And those that mine acquaintance were
to darkness didst remove.
About this psalm

Psalm 88 is a psalm of Heman and belongs to Book III (Psalm 73–89) of the Psalter.

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