Psalms 88:2-5 in English

² Let my prayer enter into thy presence; Incline thine ear unto my cry.

³ For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.

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

⁵ Cast off among the dead, Like the slain that lie in the grave, Whom thou rememberest no more, And they are cut off from thy hand.

² I will sing of thy mercies, O Lord, for ever: I will declare thy truth with my mouth to all generations.

³ For thou hast said, Mercy shall be built up for ever: thy truth shall be established in the heavens.

⁴ I made a covenant with my chosen ones, I sware unto David my servant.

⁵ I will establish thy seed for ever, and build up thy throne to all generations. Pause.

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

³ For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.

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

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

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

³ For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.

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

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

² For you have said, Mercy shall be built up for ever: your truth shall be established in the heavens.

³ I made a covenant with my chosen ones, I sware to David my servant.

⁴ I will establish your seed for ever, and build up your throne to all generations. Pause.

⁵ The heavens shall declare your wonders, O Lord; and your truth in the assembly of the saints.

² Let my prayer enter into thy presence; incline thine ear unto my cry:

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

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

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

² Listen IDM to my prayer DOU, while I cry out to you for help!

³ I have experienced many troubles/difficulties, and I am about to die MTY and go where dead people are.

⁴ Because I have no more strength, other people also consider that I will soon die.

⁵ I am like a corpse that has been abandoned; I am like dead people who lie in their graves, people who have been completely forgotten, because you do not take care of them anymore.

² For you have said, Mercy shall be built up for ever: your truth shall be established in the heavens.

³ I made a covenant with my chosen ones, I sware to David my servant.

⁴ I will establish your seed for ever, and build up your throne to all generations. Pause.

⁵ The heavens shall declare your wonders, O Lord; and your truth in the assembly of the saints.

² Let my prayer enter into your presence. Turn your ear to my cry.

³ For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.

⁴ I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,

⁵ set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.

² Let my prayer enter into your presence. Turn your ear to my cry.

³ For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.

⁴ I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,

⁵ set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.

² Let my prayer enter into your presence. Turn your ear to my cry.

³ For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.

⁴ I am counted amongst those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,

⁵ set apart amongst the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.

² Let my prayer come before you; give ear to my cry:

³ For my soul is full of evils, and my life has come near to the underworld.

⁴ I am numbered among those who go down into the earth; I have become like a man for whom there is no help:

⁵ My soul is among the dead, like those in the underworld, to whom you give no more thought; for they are cut off from your care.

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

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

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

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

² The mercies of the Lord I will sing for ever. I will shew forth thy truth with my mouth to generation and generation.

³ For thou hast said: Mercy shall be built up for ever in the heavens: thy truth shall be prepared in them.

⁴ I have made a covenant with my elect: I have sworn to David my servant:

⁵ Thy seed will I settle for ever. And I will build up thy throne unto generation and generation.

² Please listen to my prayer; hear my words as I plead with you.

³ My life is full of troubles, and my death is approaching.

⁴ I'm counted among the dying; a man with no strength.

⁵ I am abandoned among the dead, lying like a corpse in the grave, forgotten and beyond your care.

² Let my prayer enter into thy presence: incline thine eare vnto my cry.

³ For my soule is filled with euils, and my life draweth neere to the graue.

⁴ I am counted among them that go downe vnto the pit, and am as a man without strength:

⁵ Free among the dead, like the slaine lying in the graue, whome thou remembrest no more, and they are cut off from thine hand.

² (88-3) Let my prayer come before Thee, incline Thine ear unto my cry.

³ (88-4) For my soul is sated with troubles, and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.

⁴ (88-5) I am counted with them that go down into the pit; I am become as a man that hath no help;

⁵ (88-6) Set apart among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom Thou rememberest no more; and they are cut off from Thy hand.

² Let my prayer come before thee: Incline thine ear unto my cry;

³ For my soul is full of troubles: And my life draweth nigh unto the grave.

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

⁵ Free among the dead, Like the slain that lie in the grave, Whom thou rememberest no more: And they are cut off from thy hand.

² (88:3) Let my prayer come unto thy presence; incline thy ear unto my entreaty.

³ (88:4) For my soul is sated with troubles; and my life draweth nigh unto the nether world.

⁴ (88:5) I am counted with those that descend into the pit; I am become as a man without vigor:

⁵ (88:6) Free among the dead, like the slain that dwell in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more; and those that are cut off by thy hand.

² I will sing of thy mercies, O Lord, forever: I will declare thy truth with my mouth to all generations.

³ For thou hast said, Mercy shall be built up forever: Thy truth shall be established in the heavens.

⁴ I made a covenant with my chosen ones, I swore unto David my servant.

⁵ I will establish thy seed forever, And build up thy throne to all generations. Pause.

² Let my supplication come before thee; Incline thine ear to my cry!

³ For my soul is full of misery, And my life draweth near to the underworld.

⁴ I am counted with those who are going down to the pit; I am like one who hath no strength.

⁵ I am left to myself among the dead, Like the slain who lie in the grave, Whom thou no more rememberest, And who are cut off from thy protecting hand.

² let my prayer come into your presence, incline your ear to my cry.

³ For I am sated with sorrow, my life draws near to Sheol.

⁴ I am counted with those who go down to the pit; without strength am I.

⁵ My home is amongst the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom you remember no more cut off as they are from your hand.

² let my prayer come into your presence, incline your ear to my cry.

³ For I am sated with sorrow, my life draws near to Sheol.

⁴ I am counted with those who go down to the pit; without strength am I.

⁵ My home is among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom you remember no more cut off as they are from your hand.

² Let my prayer enter into your presence. Turn your ear to my cry.

³ For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol ·Place of the dead·.

⁴ I am counted among those who go down into the pit (of Abbadon, the unrighteous side of Sheol). I am like a man who has no help,

⁵ set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.

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

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

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

⁵ I 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.

² Let my prayer enter into your presence. Turn your ear to my cry.

³ For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.

⁴ I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,

⁵ set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.

² Let my prayer enter into your presence. Turn your ear to my cry.

³ For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.

⁴ I am counted amongst those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,

⁵ set apart amongst the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.

² Let my prayer come before thee: incline thy ear to my cry;

³ For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh to the grave.

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

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

² Let my prayer enter into your presence. Turn your ear to my cry.

³ For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.

⁴ I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,

⁵ set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.

² Let my prayer enter into your presence. Turn your ear to my cry.

³ For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.

⁴ I am counted amongst those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,

⁵ set apart amongst the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.

² My prayer enter before thy sight; bow down thine ear to my prayer.

³ For my soul is full-filled with evils; and my life nighed to hell.

⁴ I am guessed with them that go down into the pit; I am made as a man without help,

⁵ and free among dead men. As men wounded sleeping in sepulchres, of which men none thou is mindful of after; and they be put away from thine hand.

² My prayer enter before thy sight (or Let my prayer come before thee); bow down thine ear to my prayer.

³ For my soul is full-filled with evils; and my life nighed to hell. (For my soul is filled full of evils; and my life came near to Sheol, that is, the land of the dead, or and my life nighed to the grave.)

⁴ I am guessed with them that go down into the pit; I am made as a man without help,

⁵ and free among dead men. As men wounded sleeping in sepulchres, of which men none (thou) is mindful (of) after; and they be put away from thine hand. (and free among the dead. Like the slain who sleep in tombs, or graves, of whom there is no one thou remembereth any more; yea, they all be cut off from thy help, or thy care.)

² My prayer cometh in before Thee, Incline Thine ear to my loud cry,

³ For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.

⁴ I have been reckoned with those going down to the pit, I have been as a man without strength.

⁵ Among the dead — free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.