Psalm 88

1Yahweh, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you. 2Turn your ear to my cry. Let my prayer enter into your presence. 3* For my soul is full of troubles. 4I am like a man who has no help, I am counted among those who go down into the pit. 5set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand. 6in the darkest depths. You have laid me in the lowest pit, 7You have afflicted me with all your waves. Your wrath lies heavily on me. Selah. 8You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can’t escape. You have taken my friends from me. 9I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you. My eyes are dim from grief. 10Do the departed spirits rise up and praise you? Do you show wonders to the dead? Selah. 11Or your faithfulness in Destruction? Is your loving kindness declared in the grave? 12Or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness? Are your wonders made known in the dark? 13In the morning, my prayer comes before you. But to you, Yahweh, I have cried. 14Why do you hide your face from me? Yahweh, why do you reject my soul? 15While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted. I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. 16Your terrors have cut me off. Your fierce wrath has gone over me. 17They completely engulfed me. They came around me like water all day long. 18and my friends into darkness. You have put lover and friend far from me,