Psalms 88:8
You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can't escape.
You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can't escape.
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14 Yahweh, why do you reject my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?
15 I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.
16 Your fierce wrath has gone over me. Your terrors have cut me off.
17 They came around me like water all day long. They completely engulfed me.
18 You have put lover and friend far from me, and my friends into darkness. A contemplation by Ethan, the Ezrahite.
13 "He has put my brothers far from me. My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.
14 My relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me.
15 Those who dwell in my house, and my maids, count me for a stranger. I am an alien in their sight.
3 For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.
4 I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,
5 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 have laid me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.
7 Your wrath lies heavily on me. You have afflicted me with all your waves. Selah.
9 My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you.
11 Because of all my adversaries I have become utterly contemptible to my neighbors, A fear to my acquaintances. Those who saw me on the street fled from me.
12 I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man. I am like broken pottery.
11 My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague. My kinsmen stand far away.
6 He has made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
7 He has walled me about, that I can't go forth; he has made my chain heavy.
8 Yes, when I cry, and call for help, he shuts out my prayer.
9 He has walled up my ways with cut stone; he has made my paths crooked.
19 All my familiar friends abhor me. They whom I loved have turned against me.
8 He has walled up my way so that I can't pass, and has set darkness in my paths.
11 He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he has made me desolate.
4 I said, 'I have been banished from your sight; yet I will look again toward your holy temple.'
21 They have heard that I sigh; there is none to comfort me; All my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it: You will bring the day that you have proclaimed, and they shall be like me.
7 But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.
8 You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me. It testifies to my face.
22 As for me, I said in my haste, "I am cut off from before your eyes." Nevertheless you heard the voice of my petitions when I cried to you.
8 Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for Yahweh has heard the voice of my weeping.
12 My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like 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 you will make an end of me.
17 You have removed my soul far off from peace; I forgot prosperity.
8 I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother's children.
21 Don't forsake me, Yahweh. My God, don't be far from me.
2 For you are the God of my strength. Why have you rejected me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
10 They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, and don't hesitate to spit in my face.
3 You have reproached me ten times. You aren't ashamed that you attack me.
6 "But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
19 He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
31 yet you will plunge me in the ditch. My own clothes shall abhor me.
10 Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
24 Why hide you your face, and hold me for your enemy?
53 They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and have cast a stone on me.
1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
1 Yahweh, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you.
15 But in my adversity, they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together. The attackers gathered themselves together against me, and I didn't know it. They tore at me, and didn't cease.
8 My enemies reproach me all day. Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.
28 I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
10 Because of your indignation and your wrath, for you have taken me up, and thrown me away.
19 You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.