Psalms 88:15
I `am' afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Thy terrors -- I pine away.
I `am' afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Thy terrors -- I pine away.
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16Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,
14Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy face from me.
4My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.
5Fear and trembling come in to me, And horror doth cover me.
3For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.
4I have been reckoned with those going down `to' the pit, I have been as a man without strength.
6Thou hast put me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in depths.
7Upon me hath Thy fury lain, And `with' all Thy breakers Thou hast afflicted. Selah.
8Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me, Thou hast made me an abomination to them, Shut up -- I go not forth.
9Mine eye hath grieved because of affliction, I called Thee, O Jehovah, all the day, I have spread out unto Thee my hands.
8I have been feeble and smitten -- unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.
6I have been bent down, I have been bowed down -- unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning.
3Compassed me have cords of death, And straits of Sheol have found me, Distress and sorrow I find.
15He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away.
16And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.
20See, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, My bowels have been troubled, Turned hath been my heart in my midst, For I have greatly provoked, From without bereaved hath the sword, In the house `it is' as death.
13Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,
9Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.
10For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.
4Compassed me have cords of death, And streams of the worthless make me afraid.
5Cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been snares of death.
3For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
14As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.
15Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
17For I am ready to halt, And my pain `is' before me continually.
12My sojourning hath departed, And been removed from me as a shepherd's tent, I have drawn together, as a weaver, my life, By weakness it cutteth me off, From day unto night Thou dost end me.
10Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.
12For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me.
1A Song of the Ascents. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:
2Often they distressed me from my youth, Yet they have not prevailed over me.
18Jah hath sorely chastened me, And to death hath not given me up.
14And I am plagued all the day, And my reproof `is' every morning.
5When the breakers of death compassed me, The streams of the worthless terrify me,
6The cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been the snares of death.
28I have been afraid of all my griefs, I have known that Thou dost not acquit me.
22For I `am' poor and needy, And my heart hath been pierced in my midst.
16Turn Thou unto me, and favour me, For lonely and afflicted `am' I.
17The distresses of my heart have enlarged themselves, From my distresses bring me out.
15Therefore, from His presence I am troubled, I consider, and am afraid of Him.
3And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?
13From above He hath sent fire into my bone, And it subdueth it, He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me backward, He hath made me desolate -- all the day sick.
14Bound hath been the yoke of my transgressions by His hand, They are wrapped together, They have gone up on my neck, He hath caused my power to stumble, The Lord hath given me into hands, I am not able to rise.
1My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves `are' for me.
107I have been afflicted very much, O Jehovah, quicken me, according to Thy word.
1I `am' the man `who' hath seen affliction By the rod of His wrath.
10`I -- I said in the cutting off of my days, I go in to the gates of Sheol, I have numbered the remnant of mine years.
1To the Overseer, on `The Hind of the Morning.' -- A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me? Far from my salvation, The words of my roaring?
22And I -- I have said in my haste, `I have been cut off from before Thine eyes,' But Thou hast heard the voice of my supplications, In my crying unto Thee.
15And my soul chooseth strangling, Death rather than my bones.