Salmos 88

¹ A Song, a Psalm of the sons of Korah; for the Chief Musician; set to Mahalath Leannoth. Maschil of Heman the Ezrahite. O Yahweh, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you.

² Let my prayer enter into your presence; Incline your ear to my cry.

³ For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draws near to Sheol.

⁴ I am reckoned with those who go down into the pit; I am as an [able-bodied] man without strength,

⁵ Cast off among the dead, Like the slain that lie in the grave, Whom you remember no more, And they are cut off from your hand.

⁶ You have laid me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in the deeps.

⁷ Your wrath lies hard on me, And you have afflicted me with all your waves. Selah.

⁸ You have put my acquaintances far from me; You have made me disgusting to them: I am shut up, and I can't come forth.

⁹ My eye wastes away by reason of affliction: I have called daily on you, O Yahweh; I have spread forth my hands to you.

¹⁰ Will you show wonders to the dead? Will the spirits of the dead arise and praise you? Selah.

¹¹ Will your loving-kindness be declared in the grave? Or your faithfulness in Destruction?

¹² Will your wonders be known in the dark? And your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?

¹³ But to you, O Yahweh, I have cried; And in the morning my prayer will come before you.

¹⁴ Yahweh, why do you cast off my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?

¹⁵ I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: While I suffer your terrors I am distracted.

¹⁶ Your fierce wrath has gone over me; Your terrors have cut me off.

¹⁷ They came round about me like water all the day long; They surrounded me together.

¹⁸ Lover and companion you have put far from me, My acquaintances into darkness.