Psalms 88:15
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
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16 Thy fierce wrath is gone over me; Thy terrors have cut me off.
14 Jehovah, why castest thou off my soul? Why hidest thou thy face from me?
4 My heart is sore pained within me: And the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
5 Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, And horror hath overwhelmed me.
3 For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.
4 I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit; I am as a man that hath no help,
6 Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in the deeps.
7 Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, And thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. {{Selah
8 Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me; Thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
9 Mine eye wasteth away by reason of affliction: I have called daily upon thee, O Jehovah; I have spread forth my hands unto thee.
8 I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
6 I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
3 The cords of death compassed me, And the pains of Sheol gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
15 Terrors are turned upon me; They chase mine honor as the wind; And my welfare is passed away as a cloud.
16 And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
20 Behold, O Jehovah; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled; My heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: Abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.
13 Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; Behold my affliction [which I suffer] of them that hate me, Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death;
9 Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress: Mine eye wasteth away with grief, [yea], my soul and my body.
10 For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.
4 The cords of death compassed me, And the floods of ungodliness made me afraid.
5 The cords of Sheol were round about me; The snares of death came upon me.
3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
14 I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
17 For I am ready to fall, And my sorrow is continually before me.
12 My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as a shepherd's tent: I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life; he will cut me off from the loom: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
12 For innumerable evils have compassed me about; Mine iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up; They are more than the hairs of my head; And my heart hath failed me.
1 [A Song of Ascents]. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up, Let Israel now say,
2 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up: Yet they have not prevailed against me.
18 Jehovah hath chastened me sore; But he hath not given me over unto death.
14 For all the day long have I been plagued, And chastened every morning.
5 For the waves of death compassed me; The floods of ungodliness made me afraid:
6 The cords of Sheol were round about me; The snares of death came upon me.
28 I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
22 For I am poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.
16 Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; For I am desolate and afflicted.
17 The troubles of my heart are enlarged: Oh bring thou me out of my distresses.
15 Therefore am I terrified at his presence; When I consider, I am afraid of him.
3 My soul also is sore troubled: And thou, O Jehovah, how long?
13 From on high hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them; He hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: He hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
14 The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand; They are knit together, they are come up upon my neck; He hath made my strength to fail: The Lord hath delivered me into their hands, against whom I am not able to stand.
1 My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is [ready] for me.
107 I am afflicted very much: Quicken me, O Jehovah, according unto thy word.
1 I am the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.
10 I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
1 [For the Chief Musician; set to Aijeleth hash-Shahar. A Psalm of David]. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? [Why art thou so] far from helping me, [and from] the words of my groaning?
22 As for me, I said in my haste, I am cut off from before thine eyes: Nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications When I cried unto thee.
15 So that my soul chooseth strangling, And death rather than [these] my bones.