Psalm 88. Domine, Deus.

1. O Lord, my God, my Savior, *
   by day and night I cry to you.
2. Let my prayer enter into your presence; *
   incline your ear to my lamentation.
3. For I am full of trouble; *
   my life is at the brink of the grave.
4. I am counted among those who go down to the Pit; *
   I have become like one who has no strength;
5. Lost among the dead, *
   like the slain who lie in the grave,
6. Whom you remember no more, *
   for they are cut off from your hand.
7. You have laid me in the depths of the Pit, *
   in dark places, and in the abyss.
8. Your anger weighs upon me heavily, *
   and all your great waves overwhelm me.
9. You have put my friends far from me; you have made me to be abhorred by them; *
   I am in prison and cannot get free.
10. My sight has failed me because of trouble; *
    Lord, I have called upon you daily; I have stretched out my hands to you.
11. Do you work wonders for the dead? *
    will those who have died stand up and give you thanks?
12. Will your loving-kindness be declared in the grave? *
    your faithfulness in the land of destruction?
13. Will your wonders be known in the dark? *
    or your righteousness in the country where all is forgotten?
14. But as for me, O Lord, I cry to you for help; *
    in the morning my prayer comes before you.
15. Lord, why have you rejected me? *
    why have you hidden your face from me?
16. Ever since my youth, I have been wretched and at the point of death; *
    I have borne your terrors with a troubled mind.
17. Your blazing anger has swept over me; *
    your terrors have destroyed me;
18. They surround me all day long like a flood; *
    they encompass me on every side.
19. My friend and my neighbor you have put away from me, *
    and darkness is my only companion.