Psalm 88

¹O Lord, my God, my Savior, *by day and night I cry to you.

²Let my prayer enter into your presence; *incline your ear to my lamentation.

³For I am full of trouble; *my life is at the brink of the grave.

⁴I am counted among those who go down to the Pit; *I have become like one who has no strength;

⁵Lost among the dead, *like the slain who lie in the grave,

⁶Whom you remember no more, *for they are cut off from your hand.

⁷You have laid me in the depths of the Pit, *in dark places, and in the abyss.

⁸Your anger weighs upon me heavily, *and all your great waves overwhelm me.

⁹You have put my friends far from me; you have made me to be abhorred by them; *I am in prison and cannot get free.

¹⁰My sight has failed me because of trouble; *Lord, I have called upon you daily; I have stretched out my hands to you.

¹¹Do you work wonders for the dead? *will those who have died stand up and give you thanks?

¹²Will your loving-kindness be declared in the grave? *your faithfulness in the land of destruction?

¹³Will your wonders be known in the dark? *or your righteousness in the country where all is forgotten?

¹⁴But as for me, O Lord, I cry to you for help; *in the morning my prayer comes before you.

¹⁵Lord, why have you rejected me? *why have you hidden your face from me?

¹⁶Ever since my youth, I have been wretched and at the point of death; *I have borne your terrors with a troubled mind.

¹⁷Your blazing anger has swept over me; *your terrors have destroyed me;

¹⁸They surround me all day long like a flood; *they encompass me on every side.

¹⁹My friend and my neighbor you have put away from me, *and darkness is my only companion.