New International Version
Psalms 88:9-14
9my eyes are dim with grief. I call to you, Lord, every day; I spread out my hands to you.
10Do you show your wonders to the dead? Do their spirits rise up and praise you?
11Is your love declared in the grave, your faithfulness in Destruction?
12Are your wonders known in the place of darkness, or your righteous deeds in the land of oblivion?
13But I cry to you for help, Lord; in the morning my prayer comes before you.
14Why, Lord, do you reject me and hide your face from me?
Commentaries on Psalms 88
- Adam Clarke Bible Commentary
- Barnes’ Notes on the Bible
- Matthew Henry Concise Commentary
- Tyndale Open Study Notes
- Jamieson–Fausset–Brown Commentary
- Rashi on Tanakh
- Calvin’s Commentaries
- Keil & Delitzsch Commentary
- John Wesley’s Notes
- The Treasury of David
- Darby Translation Notes
- Geneva Bible Translation Notes
- Kingcomments
- Matthew Henry’s Complete Commentary
- Matthew Henry’s Modern English Commentary
- Scofield Reference Notes, 1917 Edition
- Original Douay–Rheims Annotations
- Seventh-day Adventist Bible Commentary
- EGW Writings
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