Psalms 88:4
I am counted among them that go downe vnto the pit, and am as a man without strength:
I am counted among them that go downe vnto the pit, and am as a man without strength:
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3For my soule is filled with euils, and my life draweth neere to the graue.
5Free among the dead, like the slaine lying in the graue, whome thou remembrest no more, and they are cut off from thine hand.
6Thou hast layde me in the lowest pit, in darkenes, and in the deepe.
10I saide in the cutting off of my dayes, I shall goe to the gates of the graue: I am depriued of the residue of my yeeres.
11I said, I shall not see the Lord, euen the Lord in the land of the liuing: I shall see man no more among the inhabitants of the world.
12Mine habitation is departed, and is remoued from me, like a shepheards tent: I haue cut off like a weauer my life: he will cut me off from the height: from day to night, thou wilt make an ende of me.
3For the enemie hath persecuted my soule: he hath smitten my life downe to the earth: he hath layde me in the darkenes, as they that haue bene dead long agoe:
4And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
14Lorde, why doest thou reiect my soule, and hidest thy face from me?
15I am afflicted and at the point of death: from my youth I suffer thy terrours, doubting of my life.
16Thine indignations goe ouer me, and thy feare hath cut me off.
14I am like water powred out, and all my bones are out of ioynt: mine heart is like waxe: it is molten in the middes of my bowels.
15My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
6I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.
10For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
7Heare me speedily, O Lorde, for my spirit fayleth: hide not thy face from me, els I shall be like vnto them that go downe into the pit.
12I am forgotten, as a dead man out of minde: I am like a broken vessell.
8Thou hast put away mine acquaintance farre from me, and made mee to be abhorred of them: I am shut vp, and cannot get foorth.
19He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
6He hath set me in darke places, as they that be dead for euer.
1My breath is corrupt: my dayes are cut off, & the graue is readie for me.
4Then I saide, I am cast away out of thy sight: yet will I looke againe towarde thine holy Temple.
5The waters compassed me about vnto the soule: the depth closed me rounde about, and the weedes were wrapt about mine head.
6I went downe to the bottome of the moutaines: the earth with her barres was about me for euer, yet hast thou brought vp my life from the pit, O Lorde my God.
1A Psalme of Dauid. Vnto thee, O Lord, doe I crie: O my strength, be not deafe toward mee, lest, if thou answere me not, I be like them that goe downe into the pit.
4I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule.
8I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.
3When the snares of death copassed me, and the griefes of the graue caught me: when I founde trouble and sorowe.
6But I am a worme, and not a man: a shame of men, and the contempt of the people.
17Surely I am ready to halte, and my sorow is euer before me.
10Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
4Mine heart trembleth within mee, and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.
11My dayes are like a shadowe that fadeth, and I am withered like grasse.
2I sticke fast in the deepe myre, where no staie is: I am come into deepe waters, and the streames runne ouer me.
18And I saide, My strength & mine hope is perished from the Lord,
3O Lorde, thou hast brought vp my soule out of the graue: thou hast reuiued me from them that goe downe into the pit.
53They haue shut vp my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone vpon me.
54Waters flowed ouer mine head, then thought I, I am destroyed.
4For mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head, and as a weightie burden they are too heauie for me.
5The sorowes of the graue haue compassed me about: the snares of death ouertooke me.
14The yoke of my transgressions is bounde vpon his hand: they are wrapped, and come vp vpon my necke: hee hath made my strength to fall: the Lord hath deliuered me into their hands, neither am I able to rise vp.
16They shal goe downe into the bottome of the pit: surely it shall lye together in the dust.
9What profite is there in my blood, when I go downe to the pit? shall the dust giue thankes vnto thee? or shall it declare thy trueth?
13Though I hope, yet the graue shall bee mine house, and I shal make my bed in the darke.
28I went mourning without sunne: I stood vp in the congregation and cryed.
6The sorowes of the graue compassed mee about: the snares of death ouertooke mee.
12For innumerable troubles haue compassed mee: my sinnes haue taken such holde vpon me, that I am not able to looke vp: yea, they are moe in nomber then the heares of mine head: therefore mine heart hath failed me.
16Therefore my soule is nowe powred out vpon me, and the dayes of affliction haue taken holde on me.
13Oh that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, and keepe me secret, vntill thy wrath were past, and wouldest giue me terme, and remember me.
18For the graue cannot confesse thee: death cannot praise thee: they that goe downe into the pit, cannot hope for thy trueth.