Psalms 88:8
Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me, Thou hast made me an abomination to them, Shut up -- I go not forth.
Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me, Thou hast made me an abomination to them, Shut up -- I go not forth.
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14Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy face from me.
15I `am' afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Thy terrors -- I pine away.
16Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,
17They have surrounded me as waters all the day, They have gone round against me together,
18Thou hast put far from me lover and friend, Mine acquaintance `is' the place of darkness!
13My brethren from me He hath put far off, And mine acquaintances surely Have been estranged from me.
14Ceased have my neighbours And my familiar friends have forgotten me,
15Sojourners of my house and my maids, For a stranger reckon me: An alien I have been in their eyes.
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.
5Among the dead -- free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.
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.
9Mine eye hath grieved because of affliction, I called Thee, O Jehovah, all the day, I have spread out unto Thee my hands.
11Among all mine adversaries I have been a reproach, And to my neighbours exceedingly, And a fear to mine acquaintances, Those seeing me without -- fled from me.
12I have been forgotten as dead out of mind, I have been as a perishing vessel.
11My lovers and my friends over-against my plague stand. And my neighbours afar off have stood.
6In dark places He hath caused me to dwell, As the dead of old.
7He hath hedged me about, and I go not out, He hath made heavy my fetter.
8Also when I call and cry out, He hath shut out my prayer.
9He hath hedged my ways with hewn work, My paths He hath made crooked.
19Abominate me do all the men of my counsel, And those I have loved, Have been turned against me.
8My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth.
11My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
4And I -- I said: I have been cast out from before Thine eyes, (Yet I add to look unto Thy holy temple!)
21They have heard that I have sighed, There is no comforter for me, All my enemies have heard of my calamity, They have rejoiced that Thou hast done `it', Thou hast brought in the day Thou hast called, And they are like to me.
7Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company,
8And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.
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.
8Turn from me all ye workers of iniquity, For Jehovah heard the voice of my weeping,
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.
17And Thou castest off from peace my soul, I have forgotten prosperity.
8A stranger I have been to my brother, And a foreigner to sons of my mother.
21Do not forsake me, O Jehovah, My God, be not far from me,
2For thou `art' the God of my strength. Why hast Thou cast me off? Why mourning do I go up and down, In the oppression of an enemy?
10They have abominated me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit.
3These ten times ye put me to shame, ye blush not. Ye make yourselves strange to me --
6And he set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And a wonder before them I am.
19Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
31Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me.
10Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.
24Why dost Thou hide Thy face? And reckonest me for an enemy to Thee?
53They have cut off in a pit my life, And they cast a stone against me.
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?
1A Song, a Psalm, by sons of Korah, to the Overseer, `Concerning the Sickness of Afflictions.' -- An instruction, by Heman the Ezrahite. O Jehovah, God of my salvation, Daily I have cried, nightly before Thee,
15And -- in my halting they have rejoiced, And have been gathered together, Gathered against me were the smiters, And I have not known, They have rent, and they have not ceased;
8All the day mine enemies reproached me, Those mad at me have sworn against me.
28Mourning I have gone without the sun, I have risen, in an assembly I cry.
10From Thine indignation and Thy wrath, For Thou hast lifted me up, And dost cast me down.
19Thou -- Thou hast known my reproach, And my shame, and my blushing, Before Thee `are' all mine adversaries.