Psalms 88:1-9

1O Lord God, my savior, I cry out to you during the day and at night.

2Let my prayer come into your presence. Turn your ear to hear my cries.

3My soul is filled with troubles, and my life comes closer to the grave.

4I am numbered with those who go into the pit. I am like a man without any strength—

5abandoned with the dead, like those who have been killed and lie in graves, like those whom you no longer remember, who are cut off from your power.

6You have put me in the bottom of the pit—in deep, dark places.

7Your rage lies heavily on me. You make all your waves pound on me. Selah

8You have taken my friends far away from me. You made me disgusting to them. I’m shut in, and I can’t get out.

9My eyes grow weak because of my suffering. All day long I call out to you, O Lord. I stretch out my hands to you ⌞in prayer⌟.