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Psalm 88:3–5

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3For my soul is full of troubles:

And dmy life draweth nigh unto ethe grave.

4I am counted fwith them that go down into the pit:

I am as a man that hath no strength:

5Free among the dead,

Like the slain that lie in the grave,

Whom thou grememberest no more:

And they are hcut off ||from thy hand.

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Footnotes

  1. dComp. Ps. 30:3. & 107:18.
  2. eSee Ps. 16:10.
  3. fSee Ps. 28:1. So Ps. 31:12.
  4. gSo ver. 10–12. See Ps. 6:5.
  5. ||Or, by thy hand.

Cross references

  1. hIsai 53:8.

In other versions

ESVEnglish Standard Version

For my soul is full of troubles,

and my life draws near to Sheol.

I am counted among those who go down to the pit;

I am a man who has no strength,

like one set loose among the dead,

like the slain that lie in the grave,

like those whom you remember no more,

for they are cut off from your hand.

NIVNew International Version (2011)

I am overwhelmed with troubles

and my life draws near to death.

I am counted among those who go down to the pit;

I am like one without strength.

I am set apart with the dead,

like the slain who lie in the grave,

whom you remember no more,

who are cut off from your care.

CSBChristian Standard Bible

For I have had enough troubles,

and my life is near Sheol.

I am counted among those going down to the Pit.

I am like a man without strength,

abandoned among the dead.

I am like the slain lying in the grave,

whom you no longer remember,

and who are cut off from your care.

NLTNew Living Translation

For my life is full of troubles,

and death draws near.

I am as good as dead,

like a strong man with no strength left.

They have left me among the dead,

and I lie like a corpse in a grave.

I am forgotten,

cut off from your care.

LEBThe Lexham English Bible

For my soul is full with troubles,

and my life approaches Sheol.

I am reckoned with those descending to the pit.

I am like a man without strength,

set free among the dead,

like the slain lying in the grave,

whom you no longer remember,

even those cut off from your hand.