Psalms 88:1-12

¹A Song, a Psalm for the sons of Korah. To the chief Musician. Upon Mahalath Leannoth. An instruction. Of Heman the Ezrahite. Jehovah, God of my salvation, I have cried by day and in the night before thee.

²Let my prayer come before thee; incline thine ear unto my cry.

³For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draweth nigh to Sheol.

⁴I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit; I am as a man that hath no strength:

⁵Prostrate among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave; whom thou rememberest no more, and who are cut off from thy hand.

⁶Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in dark places, in the deeps.

⁷Thy fury lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.

⁸Thou hast put my familiar friends far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.

⁹Mine eye consumeth by reason of affliction. Upon thee, Jehovah, have I called every day; I have stretched out my hands unto thee.

¹⁰Wilt thou do wonders to the dead? shall the shades arise and praise thee? Selah.

¹¹Shall thy loving-kindness be declared in the grave? thy faithfulness in Destruction?

¹²Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?