Psalms 88:1-18

VIN(i) 1 A song. A psalm of the sons of Korah. For the music director; according to Mahalath Leannoth. A maskil of Heman the Ezrahite. O LORD, God of my salvation, I cry out by day and through the night before you. 2 Let my prayer come before you: incline your ear to my cry; 3 For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near the grave. 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. 6 You have laid me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths. 7 Your wrath lies heavily upon me; You have afflicted me with all Your waves. Selah. 8 You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can’t escape. 9 My eye languishes from misery. I call on you, O LORD, every day; I spread out my hands to you. 10 Do you show wonders to the dead? Do the dead rise up and praise you? Selah. 11 Is Your grace declared in the grave? Or Your faithfulness in Destruction? 12 Are your wonders known in the darkness, or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness? 13 I cry out to you for help, O LORD, and in the morning my prayer will come before you. 14 Why, LORD, have you rejected me? Why have you hidden your face from me? 15 Ever since I was young, I have been suffering and near death. I have endured your terrors, and now I am in despair. 16 Your burning anger has swept over me. Your terrors have destroyed me. 17 They came around me like water all day long. They completely engulfed me. 18 You have taken my loved ones and friends far away from me. Darkness is my only friend!