A song, a psalm for the sons of Korah, to the chief musician on Mahalath-leannoth, a maskil of Heman the Ezrahite
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📚O LORD, God of my salvation,
I have cried out day and
night before you.
2 📚Let my prayer come before you.
Bow down your ear to my cry,
3 📚For my soul is full of troubles,
and my life draws near to the grave.
4 📚I am counted with those
who go down into the pit.
I am like a man who has
no strength,
5 📚Adrift among the dead, like the slain
who lie in the grave,
whom you remember no more and who
are cut off from the care of your hand.
6 📚You have laid me in the lowest pit,
in darkness, in the depths.
7 📚Your wrath lies heavy on me,
and you have afflicted me
with all your waves. Selah
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.
9 📚My eye wastes away because
of misery.
LORD, I have called out daily
to you,
I have stretched out my hands
to you.
10 📚Will you show wonders
to the dead?
Will the dead rise up and
praise you? Selah
11 📚Will your loving kindness be
declared in the grave, or
your faithfulness in the place of
destruction?
12 📚Will your wonders be known
in the place of darkness,
and your righteousness in the land
of forgetfulness?
13 📚But to you I have cried out,
O LORD, and in the morning
my prayer comes before you.
14 📚LORD, why do you cast away
my soul?
Why do you hide your face
from me?
15 📚I am afflicted and about
to die from my youth up.
I suffer your terrors and
I am perplexed.
16 📚Your fierce wrath has come
over me.
Your terrors have cut me off.
17 📚All day long they came around
me like water.
They altogether engulfed me.
18 📚You have put loved one and
friend far from me,
and my acquaintance
into darkness.