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Psalm 88

1 LORD, God of my salvation, by day I cry out, even at night, before you—

1 God, you're my last chance of the day. I spend the night on my knees before you.

2 let my prayer reach you! Turn your ear to my outcry

2 Put me on your salvation agenda; take notes on the trouble I'm in.

3 because my whole being is filled with distress; my life is at the very brink of hell.

3 I've had my fill of trouble; I'm camped on the edge of hell.

4 I am considered as one of those plummeting into the pit. I am like those who are beyond help,

4 I'm written off as a lost cause, one more statistic, a hopeless case.

5 drifting among the dead, lying in the grave, like dead bodies— those you don't remember anymore, those who are cut off from your power.

5 Abandoned as already dead, one more body in a stack of corpses, And not so much as a gravestone - I'm a black hole in oblivion.

6 You placed me down in the deepest pit, in places dark and deep.

6 You've dropped me into a bottomless pit, sunk me in a pitch-black abyss.

7 Your anger smothers me; you subdue me with it, wave after wave. Selah

7 I'm battered senseless by your rage, relentlessly pounded by your waves of anger.

8 You've made my friends distant. You've made me disgusting to them. I can't escape. I'm trapped!

8 You turned my friends against me, made me horrible to them. I'm caught in a maze and can't find my way out,

9 My eyes are tired of looking at my suffering. I've been calling out to you every day, LORD— I've had my hands outstretched to you!

9 blinded by tears of pain and frustration. I call to you, God; all day I call. I wring my hands, I plead for help.

10 Do you work wonders for the dead? Do ghosts rise up and give you thanks? Selah

10 Are the dead a live audience for your miracles? Do ghosts ever join the choirs that praise you?

11 Is your faithful love proclaimed in the grave, your faithfulness in the underworld?

11 Does your love make any difference in a graveyard? Is your faithful presence noticed in the corridors of hell?

12 Are your wonders known in the land of darkness, your righteousness in the land of oblivion?

12 Are your marvelous wonders ever seen in the dark, your righteous ways noticed in the Land of No Memory?

13 But I cry out to you, LORD! My prayer meets youfirst thing in the morning!

13 I'm standing my ground, God, shouting for help, at my prayers every morning, on my knees each daybreak.

14 Why do you reject my very being, LORD? Why do you hide your face from me?

14 Why, God, do you turn a deaf ear? Why do you make yourself scarce?

15 Since I was young I've been afflicted, I've been dying. I've endured your terrors. I'm lifeless.

15 For as long as I remember I've been hurting; I've taken the worst you can hand out, and I've had it.

16 Your fiery anger has overwhelmed me; your terrors have destroyed me.

16 Your wildfire anger has blazed through my life; I'm bleeding, black and blue.

17 They surround me all day long like water; they engulf me completely.

17 You've attacked me fiercely from every side, raining down blows till I'm nearly dead.

18 You've made my loved ones and companions distant. My only friend is darkness.

18 You made lover and neighbor alike dump me; the only friend I have left is Darkness.