Psalms 88:4
For my soul is filled with troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol.
For my soul is filled with troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol.
I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
I am counted with those who go down into the pit; I am as a man who has no strength:
I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
Fre amoge the deed, like vnto the yt lye in the graue, which be out of remembrauce, and are cutt awaye from thy honde.
I am counted among them that go downe vnto the pit, and am as a man without strength:
I am counted as one of them that go downe vnto the pit: and I am nowe become a man that hath no strength.
I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man [that hath] no strength:
I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,
I have been reckoned with those going down `to' the pit, I have been as a man without strength.
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,
I am numbered among those who go down into the earth; I have become like a man for whom there is no help:
I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,
They treat me like those who descend into the grave. I am like a helpless man,
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3Let my prayer come before you; incline your ear to my cry.
5I am counted among those who go down to the pit; I am like a man without strength.
6Abandoned among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more, cut off from your care.
10I said, "In the prime of my life I must go through the gates of Sheol; I am deprived of the rest of my years."
11I said, "I will not see the LORD, the LORD, in the land of the living; I will no longer look on humanity or be with those who dwell in the world of the dead."
12My dwelling is pulled up and taken from me, like a shepherd's tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver rolls a cloth; He cuts me off from the loom. Day and night You bring me to an end.
3For the enemy has pursued me, crushing my life to the ground and making me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.
4My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
14But I, LORD, cry to you for help; in the morning, my prayer comes before you.
15Why, LORD, do you reject me and hide your face from me?
16I have been afflicted and close to death since my youth; I have borne your terrors and am in despair.
14They open their mouths against me, like a lion ripping and roaring.
15I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts within me.
6My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.
10Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress. My eyes grow weak with sorrow, as do my soul and my body.
7Answer me quickly, Lord, for my spirit is fading. Do not hide your face from me, or I will be like those who go down to the pit.
12I am a disgrace among all my enemies, and even more to my neighbors—a dread to my acquaintances; those who see me on the street flee from me.
8Your wrath weighs heavily upon me, and you have overwhelmed me with all your waves. Selah.
19He has cast me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
6He has made me dwell in dark places, like those long dead.
1My spirit is broken, my days have faded away, and the grave is ready for me.
4You cast me into the deep, into the heart of the seas, and the currents surrounded me. All Your waves and breakers swept over me.
5I said, 'I have been banished from Your sight; yet I will look again toward Your holy temple.'
6The waters engulfed me up to my neck; the deep surrounded me; seaweed was wrapped around my head.
1To you, O LORD, I call; my Rock, do not be silent to me. If you remain silent, I will be like those who go down to the pit.
4When my spirit grows faint within me, You know my path. In the way where I walk, they have hidden a trap for me.
8For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no health in my body.
3The cords of death entangled me, the anguish of Sheol came over me; I was overcome by distress and sorrow.
6To you they cried out and were delivered; in you they trusted and were not put to shame.
17For I said, "Lest they rejoice over me; when my foot slips, they magnify themselves against me."
10O Lord, all my desires are before you, and my sighing is not hidden from you.
4From the voice of the enemy, and from the oppression of the wicked—for they bring down trouble on me and in their anger they hate me.
11Because of your wrath and indignation, for you have lifted me up and thrown me aside.
2Save me, God, because the waters have come up to my neck.
18So I say, 'My strength is gone, and so is my hope from the LORD.'
3O LORD, my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.
53They threw me alive into a pit and cast a stone upon me.
54Waters flowed over my head; I thought, 'I am cut off.'
4There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation; there is no peace in my bones because of my sin.
5The cords of death surrounded me, and the torrents of destruction overwhelmed me.
14My transgressions were bound into a yoke; by his hands they were fastened together. They were laid on my neck; he has made my strength fail. The Lord has given me into the hands of those I cannot withstand.
16Will they go down to the bars of Sheol? Shall we descend together into the dust?
9To You, O LORD, I call; to the Lord I plead for mercy:
13If I hope for Sheol as my home, and I make my bed in darkness,
28I walk in mourning without sunlight; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
6The cords of Sheol surrounded me; the snares of death confronted me.
12LORD, do not withhold Your mercy from me; may Your love and truth always protect me.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; days of suffering seize hold of me.
13If only you would hide me in the grave and conceal me till your anger has passed! If you would set me a time and then remember me!
18For Sheol cannot thank You, death cannot praise You. Those who go down to the pit cannot hope for Your faithfulness.