Psalms 88

₁You keep me safe, LORD God.

So when I pray at night,

₂please listen carefully

to each of my concerns.

₃I am deeply troubled

and close to death;

₄I am as good as dead

and completely helpless.

₅I am no better off

than those in the grave,

those you have forgotten

and no longer help.

₆You have put me in the deepest

and darkest grave;

₇your anger rolls over me

like ocean waves.

₈You have made my friends turn

in horror from me.

I am a prisoner

who cannot escape,

₉and I am almost blind

because of my sorrow.

Each day I lift my hands

in prayer to you, LORD.

₁₀Do you work miracles

for the dead?

Do they stand up

and praise you?

₁₁Are your love and loyalty

announced in the world

of the dead?

₁₂Do they know of your miracles

or your saving power

in the dark world below

where all is forgotten?

₁₃Each morning I pray

to you, LORD.

₁₄Why do you reject me?

Why do you turn from me?

₁₅Ever since I was a child,

I have been sick

and close to death.

You have terrified me

and made me helpless.

₁₆Your anger is like a flood!

And I am shattered

by your furious attacks

₁₇that strike each day

and from every side.

₁₈My friends and neighbours

have turned against me

because of you,

and now darkness

is my only companion.