Psalms 87:1-7

¹(88) A song of a Psalm for the sons of Core for the end, upon Maeleth for responsive strains, of instruction for Aeman the Israelite. O Lord God of my salvation, I have cried by day and in the night before you.

²Let my prayer come in before you; incline your ear to my supplication, O Lord.

³For my soul is filled with troubles, and my life has drawn near to Hades.

⁴I have been reckoned with them that go down to the pit; I became as a man without help;

⁵free amongst the dead, as the slain ones cast out, who sleep in the tomb; whom you remember no more; and they are rejected from your hand.

⁶They laid me in the lowest pit, in dark places, and in the shadow of death.

⁷Your wrath has pressed heavily upon me, and you have brought upon me all your billows. Pause.