Psalms 88:4
I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit; I am as a man that hath no help,
I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit; I am as a man that hath no help,
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3For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.
5Cast off among the dead, Like the slain that lie in the grave, Whom thou rememberest no more, And they are cut off from thy hand.
6Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in the deeps.
10I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
11I said, I shall not see Jehovah, [even] Jehovah in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
12My 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.
3For 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.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
14Jehovah, why castest thou off my soul? Why hidest thou thy face from me?
15I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
16Thy fierce wrath is gone over me; Thy terrors have cut me off.
14I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
6I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.
7Make haste to answer me, O Jehovah; My spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me, Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.
12I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
8Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me; Thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
19He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
6He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
1My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is [ready] for me.
4And I said, I am cast out from before thine eyes; Yet I will look again toward thy holy temple.
5The waters compassed me about, even to the soul; The deep was round about me; The weeds were wrapped about my head.
6I went down to the bottoms of the mountains; The earth with its bars [closed] upon me for ever: Yet hast thou brought up my life from the pit, O Jehovah my God.
1[[ A Psalm] of David]. Unto thee, O Jehovah, will I call: My rock, be not thou deaf unto me; Lest, if thou be silent unto me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
4Look on [my] right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul.
8I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
3The cords of death compassed me, And the pains of Sheol gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
6But I am a worm, and no man; A reproach of men, and despised of the people.
17For I am ready to fall, And my sorrow is continually before me.
10My heart throbbeth, my strength faileth me: As for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
4My heart is sore pained within me: And the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
11My days are like a shadow that declineth; And I am withered like grass.
2I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.
18And I said, My strength is perished, and mine expectation from Jehovah.
3O Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol; Thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
53They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and have cast a stone upon me.
54Waters flowed over my head; I said, I am cut off.
4For mine iniquities are gone over my head: As a heavy burden they are too heavy for me.
5The cords of Sheol were round about me; The snares of death came upon me.
14The 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.
16It shall go down to the bars of Sheol, When once there is rest in the dust.
9What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
13If I look for Sheol as my house; If I have spread my couch in the darkness;
28I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
6The cords of Sheol were round about me; The snares of death came upon me.
12For 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.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
13Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, That thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, That thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
18For Sheol cannot praise thee, death cannot celebrate thee: They that go down into the pit cannot hope for thy truth.