Scripture Reading

Ps.88.1-Ps.88.9

Ps.88.1-Ps.88.9

Ps.88.1

O LORD God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee:

Ps.88.1

GOD, you're my last chance of the day. I spend the night on my knees before you.

Ps.88.1

O LORD, the God who saves me, day and night I cry out before you.

Ps.88.1

O LORD, God of my salvation, I have cried out day and night before You.

Ps.88.1

O LORD, God of my salvation, I have cried out to you day and night.

Ps.88.2

Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine ear unto my cry;

Ps.88.2

Put me on your salvation agenda; take notes on the trouble I'm in.

Ps.88.2

May my prayer come before you; turn your ear to my cry.

Ps.88.2

Let my prayer come before You; Incline Your ear to my cry.

Ps.88.2

Now hear my prayer; listen to my cry.

Ps.88.3

For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.

Ps.88.3

I've had my fill of trouble; I'm camped on the edge of hell.

Ps.88.3

For my soul is full of trouble and my life draws near the grave.

Ps.88.3

For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draws near to the grave.

Ps.88.3

For my life is full of troubles, and death draws near.

Ps.88.4

I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:

Ps.88.4

I'm written off as a lost cause, one more statistic, a hopeless case.

Ps.88.4

I am counted among those who go down to the pit; I am like a man without strength.

Ps.88.4

I am counted with those who go down to the pit; I am like a man who has no strength,

Ps.88.4

I have been dismissed as one who is dead, like a strong man with no strength left.

Ps.88.5

Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.

Ps.88.5

Abandoned as already dead, one more body in a stack of corpses, And not so much as a gravestone--I'm a black hole in oblivion.

Ps.88.5

I am set apart with the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more, who are cut off from your care.

Ps.88.5

Adrift among the dead, Like the slain who lie in the grave, Whom You remember no more, And who are cut off from Your hand.

Ps.88.5

They have abandoned me to death, and I am as good as dead. I am forgotten, cut off from your care.

Ps.88.6

Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.

Ps.88.6

You've dropped me into a bottomless pit, sunk me in a pitch-black abyss.

Ps.88.6

You have put me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.

Ps.88.6

You have laid me in the lowest pit, In darkness, in the depths.

Ps.88.6

You have thrust me down to the lowest pit, into the darkest depths.

Ps.88.7

Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.

Ps.88.7

I'm battered senseless by your rage, relentlessly pounded by your waves of anger.

Ps.88.7

Your wrath lies heavily upon me; you have overwhelmed me with all your waves. Selah

Ps.88.7

Your wrath lies heavy upon me, And You have afflicted me with all Your waves.Selah

Ps.88.7

Your anger lies heavy on me; wave after wave engulfs me.

Ps.88.8

Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.

Ps.88.8

You turned my friends against me, made me horrible to them. I'm caught in a maze and can't find my way out,

Ps.88.8

You have taken from me my closest friends and have made me repulsive to them. I am confined and cannot escape;

Ps.88.8

You have put away my acquaintances far from me; You have made me an abomination to them; I am shut up, and I cannot get out;

Ps.88.8

You have caused my friends to loathe me; you have sent them all away. I am in a trap with no way of escape.

Ps.88.9

Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.

Ps.88.9

blinded by tears of pain and frustration. I call to you, GOD; all day I call. I wring my hands, I plead for help.

Ps.88.9

my eyes are dim with grief. I call to you, O LORD, every day; I spread out my hands to you.

Ps.88.9

My eye wastes away because of affliction. LORD, I have called daily upon You; I have stretched out my hands to You.

Ps.88.9

My eyes are blinded by my tears. Each day I beg for your help, O LORD; I lift my pleading hands to you for mercy.