Psalm 88:1–10

1  O Lord, cGod of my salvation,

I dcry out day and night before you.

2  Let my prayer come before you;

eincline your ear to my cry!

3  For my soul is full of troubles,

and fmy life draws near to gSheol.

4  I am counted among those who hgo down to the pit;

I am a man who has no strength,

5  like one set loose among the dead,

like the slain that lie in the grave,

like those whom iyou remember no more,

for they are jcut off from your hand.

6  You have put me in kthe depths of the pit,

in the lregions dark and mdeep.

7  Your wrath nlies heavy upon me,

and you overwhelm me with oall your waves. Selah

8  You have caused pmy companions to shun me;

you have made me qa horror2 to them.

I am rshut in so that I cannot escape;

9  smy eye grows dim through sorrow.

Every day I call upon you, O Lord;

I tspread out my hands to you.

10  Do you work wonders for the dead?

uDo the departed rise up to praise you? Selah