The Message Bible MSG
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1 God, you're my last chance of the day. I spend the night on my knees before you.
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<<A Song. A Psalm by the sons of Korah. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "The Suffering of Affliction." A contemplation by Heman, the Ezrahite.>> Yahweh, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you.
2 Put me on your salvation agenda; take notes on the trouble I'm in.
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Let my prayer enter into your presence. Turn your ear to my cry.
3 I've had my fill of trouble; I'm camped on the edge of hell.
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For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.
4 I'm written off as a lost cause, one more statistic, a hopeless case.
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I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,
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.
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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've dropped me into a bottomless pit, sunk me in a pitch-black abyss.
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You have laid me in the lowest pit, In the darkest depths.
7 I'm battered senseless by your rage, relentlessly pounded by your waves of anger.
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Your wrath lies heavily on me. You have afflicted me with all your waves. Selah.
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,
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You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can't escape.
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.
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My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you.
10 Are the dead a live audience for your miracles? Do ghosts ever join the choirs that praise you?
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Do you show wonders to the dead? Do the dead rise up and praise you? Selah.
11 Does your love make any difference in a graveyard? Is your faithful presence noticed in the corridors of hell?
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Is your lovingkindness declared in the grave? Or your faithfulness in Destruction?
12 Are your marvelous wonders ever seen in the dark, your righteous ways noticed in the Land of No Memory?
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Are your wonders made known in the dark? Or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
13 I'm standing my ground, God, shouting for help, at my prayers every morning, on my knees each daybreak.
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But to you, Yahweh, I have cried. In the morning, my prayer comes before you.
14 Why, God, do you turn a deaf ear? Why do you make yourself scarce?
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Yahweh, why do you reject my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?
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.
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I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.
16 Your wildfire anger has blazed through my life; I'm bleeding, black and blue.
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Your fierce wrath has gone over me. Your terrors have cut me off.
17 You've attacked me fiercely from every side, raining down blows till I'm nearly dead.
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They came around me like water all day long. They completely engulfed me.
18 You made lover and neighbor alike dump me; the only friend I have left is Darkness.
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You have put lover and friend far from me, And my friends into darkness.