BRAGADAYJAH 1445

BRAGADAYJAH1445 Psalm 88 A Psalm for the sons of Korah Lament over affliction. O Lord God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee. Let my prayer come before thee. Incline thine ear unto my cry; for my soul is full of trouble, and my life draweth nigh unto the grave. I am counted with them that go down into the pit. I am as a man that has no strength, free among the dead like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou remembereth no more, and they are cut off from thine hand. Thou had laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness in the deeps; thy wrath liest hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Thou hast put away my acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them. I am shut up and I cannot come forth. Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction. Lord I have called daily upon thee; I have stretched out my hand unto thee. Wilt thou show wonders to the dead?Shall the dead arise and praise thee? Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? Or thy faithfulness in destruction? Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? And thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness? But unto thee have I cried O Lord, and in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee. Lord, why casteth thou off my soul? Why hideth thou thy face from me? I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up, while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted. Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off. They came round about me daily; like water they compassed me about together. Lover and friend has thou put away from me, and my acquaintances into darkness.