Psalms 88:1-13

¹A song, a psalm of the sons of Korah; for the chief musician; set to the Mahalath Leannoth style. A maschil of Heman the Ezrahite. Yahweh, God of my salvation, I cry out day and night before you.

²Listen to my prayer; pay attention to my cry.

³For I am filled with troubles, and my life has reached Sheol.

⁴People treat me like those who go down into the pit; I am a man with no strength.

⁵I am abandoned among the dead; I am like the dead who lie in the grave, about whom you care no more because they are cut off from your power.

⁶You place me in the lowest part of the pit, in the dark and deep places.

⁷Your wrath lies heavy on me, and all your waves crash over me. Selah

⁸Because of you, my acquaintances avoid me. You have made me a shocking sight to them. I am hemmed in and I cannot escape.

⁹My eyes grow weary from trouble; All day long I call out to you, Yahweh; I spread out my hands to you.

¹⁰Will you do wonders for the dead? Will those who have died rise and praise you? Selah

¹¹Will your covenant faithfulness be proclaimed in the grave, your loyalty in the place of the dead?

¹²Will your wonderful deeds be known in the darkness, or your righteousness in the place of forgetfulness?

¹³But I cry to you, Yahweh; in the morning my prayer comes before you.