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I Cry Out Day and Night Before You

A Song. A Psalm of the Sons of Korah. To the choirmaster: according to Mahalath Leannoth. A Maskila of Heman the Ezrahite.

O Lord, God of my salvation,
I cry out day and night before you.

1

O LORD, the God of my salvation,
I have cried out by day and in the night before You.

2

Let my prayer come before you;
incline your ear to my cry!

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 to Sheol.

3

For my soul has had enough troubles,
And my life has drawn near to Sheol.

4

I am counted among those who go down to the pit;
I am a man who has no strength,

4

I am reckoned among those who go down to the pit;
I have become like a man without strength,

5

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.

5

Forsaken among the dead,
Like the slain who lie in the grave,
Whom You remember no more,
And they are cut off from Your hand.

6

You have put me in the depths of the pit,
in the regions dark and deep.

6

You have put me in the lowest pit,
In dark places, in the depths.

7

Your wrath lies heavy upon me,
and you overwhelm me with all your waves. Selah

7

Your wrath has rested upon me,
And You have afflicted me with all Your waves.

Selah.

You have removed my acquaintances far from me;
You have made me an object of loathing to them;
I am shut up and cannot go out.

My eye has wasted away because of affliction;
I have called upon You every day, O LORD;
I have spread out my hands to You.

Will You perform wonders for the dead?
Will the departed spirits rise and praise You?

Selah.

Will Your lovingkindness be declared in the grave,
Your faithfulness in Abaddon?

Will Your wonders be made known in the darkness?
And Your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?

But I, O LORD, have cried out to You for help,
And in the morning my prayer comes before You.

O LORD, why do You reject my soul?
Why do You hide Your face from me?

I was afflicted and about to die from my youth on;
I suffer Your terrors; I am overcome.

Your burning anger has passed over me;
Your terrors have destroyed me.

They have surrounded me like water all day long;
They have encompassed me altogether.

You have removed lover and friend far from me;
My acquaintances are in darkness.

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Psalms, 88 psalm. New American Standard Bible.

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8

You have caused my companions to shun me;
you have made me a horrorb to them.
I am shut in so that I cannot escape;

8

You have removed my acquaintances far from me;
You have made me an object of loathing to them;
I am shut up and cannot go out.

9

my eye grows dim through sorrow.
Every day I call upon you, O Lord;
I spread out my hands to you.

9

My eye has wasted away because of affliction;
I have called upon You every day, O LORD;
I have spread out my hands to You.

10

Do you work wonders for the dead?
Do the departed rise up to praise you? Selah