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Psalm 88

The Bible in Basic English BBE

1 <A Song. A Psalm. Of the sons of Korah. To the chief music-maker; put to Mahalath Leannoth. Maschil. Of Heman the Ezrahite. O Lord, God of my salvation, I have been crying to you for help by day and by night:

2 Let my prayer come before you; give ear to my cry:

3 For my soul is full of evils, and my life has come near to the underworld.

4 I am numbered among those who go down into the earth; I have become like a man for whom there is no help:

5 My soul is among the dead, like those in the underworld, to whom you give no more thought; for they are cut off from your care.

6 You have put me in the lowest deep, even in dark places.

7 The weight of your wrath is crushing me, all your waves have overcome me. (Selah.)

8 You have sent my friends far away from me; you have made me a disgusting thing in their eyes: I am shut up, and not able to come out.

9 My eyes are wasting away because of my trouble: Lord, my cry has gone up to you every day, my hands are stretched out to you.

10 Will you do works of wonder for the dead? will the shades come back to give you praise? (Selah.)

11 Will the story of your mercy be given in the house of the dead? will news of your faith come to the place of destruction?

12 May there be knowledge of your wonders in the dark? or of your righteousness where memory is dead?

13 But to you did I send up my cry, O Lord; in the morning my prayer came before you.

14 Lord, why have you sent away my soul? why is your face covered from me?

15 I have been troubled and in fear of death from the time when I was young; your wrath is hard on me, and I have no strength.

16 The heat of your wrath has gone over me; I am broken by your cruel punishments.

17 They are round me all the day like water; they have made a circle about me.

18 You have sent my friends and lovers far from me; I am gone from the memory of those who are dear to me.

Good News Translation GNT

1 Lord God, my savior, I cry out all day, and at night I come before you.

2 Hear my prayer; listen to my cry for help!

3 So many troubles have fallen on me that I am close to death.

4 I am like all others who are about to die; all my strength is gone.

5 I am abandoned among the dead; I am like the slain lying in their graves, those you have forgotten completely, who are beyond your help.

6 You have thrown me into the depths of the tomb, into the darkest and deepest pit.

7 Your anger lies heavy on me, and I am crushed beneath its waves.

8 You have caused my friends to abandon me; you have made me repulsive to them. I am closed in and cannot escape;

9 my eyes are weak from suffering. Lord, every day I call to you and lift my hands to you in prayer.

10 Do you perform miracles for the dead? Do they rise up and praise you?

11 Is your constant love spoken of in the grave or your faithfulness in the place of destruction?

12 Are your miracles seen in that place of darkness or your goodness in the land of the forgotten?

13 Lord, I call to you for help; every morning I pray to you.

14 Why do you reject me, Lord? Why do you turn away from me?

15 Ever since I was young, I have suffered and been near death; I am worn out from the burden of your punishments.

16 Your furious anger crushes me; your terrible attacks destroy me.

17 All day long they surround me like a flood; they close in on me from every side.

18 You have made even my closest friends abandon me, and darkness is my only companion.