Psalms 88
1 A song. A psalm of the descendants of Korah. For the music director. To the tune “Mahalath Leannoth.” A maskil by Heman the Ezrahite Lord, God of my salvation, I cry out to you day and night.
| שִׁיר מִזְמוֹר לִבְנֵי ־ קֹרַח לַמְנַצֵּחַ עַל־מָחֲלַת לְעַנּוֹת מַשְׂכִּיל לְהֵימָן הָאֶזְרָחִֽי׃ יְהֹוָה אֱלֹהֵי יְשׁוּעָתִי יוֹם־צָעַקְתִּי בַלַּיְלָה נֶגְדֶּֽךָ׃ |
2 Please listen to my prayer; hear my words as I plead with you.
| תָּבוֹא לְפָנֶיךָ תְּפִלָּתִי הַטֵּה אׇזְנְךָ לְרִנָּתִֽי׃ |
| כִּֽי־שָׂבְעָה בְרָעוֹת נַפְשִׁי וְחַיַּי לִשְׁאוֹל הִגִּֽיעוּ׃ (Sheol h7585) |
4 I'm counted among the dying; a man with no strength.
| נֶחְשַׁבְתִּי עִם־יוֹרְדֵי בוֹר הָיִיתִי כְּגֶבֶר אֵֽין־אֱיָֽל׃ |
5 I am abandoned among the dead, lying like a corpse in the grave, forgotten and beyond your care.
| בַּמֵּתִים חׇפְשִׁי כְּמוֹ חֲלָלִים ׀ שֹׁכְבֵי קֶבֶר אֲשֶׁר לֹא זְכַרְתָּם עוֹד וְהֵמָּה מִיָּדְךָ נִגְזָֽרוּ׃ |
6 You have placed me in a deep pit, in the depths of darkness.
| שַׁתַּנִי בְּבוֹר תַּחְתִּיּוֹת בְּמַחֲשַׁכִּים בִּמְצֹלֽוֹת׃ |
7 Your hostility crushes me; you are drowning me under your crashing waves. (Selah)
| עָלַי סָמְכָה חֲמָתֶךָ וְכׇל־מִשְׁבָּרֶיךָ עִנִּיתָ סֶּֽלָה׃ |
8 You have made my friends avoid me by making me look repulsive to them. I'm trapped, I can't go out.
| הִרְחַקְתָּ מְיֻדָּעַי מִמֶּנִּי שַׁתַּנִי תוֹעֵבוֹת לָמוֹ כָּלֻא וְלֹא אֵצֵֽא׃ |
9 I've cried my eyes out begging you every day for your help, Lord, holding out my hands to you.
| עֵינִי דָאֲבָה מִנִּי ־ עֹנִי קְרָאתִיךָ יְהֹוָה בְּכׇל־יוֹם שִׁטַּחְתִּי אֵלֶיךָ כַפָּֽי׃ |
10 Do you do miracles among the dead? Do the dead stand up to praise you? (Selah)
| הֲלַמֵּתִים תַּעֲשֶׂה־פֶּלֶא אִם־רְפָאִים יָקוּמוּ ׀ יוֹדוּךָ סֶּֽלָה׃ |
11 Your faithful love—is it mentioned in the grave? Your trustworthiness—is it discussed in the place of destruction?
| הַיְסֻפַּר בַּקֶּבֶר חַסְדֶּךָ אֱמוּנָתְךָ בָּאֲבַדּֽוֹן׃ |
12 Are the wonderful things you do known in the darkness? Is your goodness known in the land of forgetfulness?
| הֲיִוָּדַע בַּחֹשֶׁךְ פִּלְאֶךָ וְצִדְקָתְךָ בְּאֶרֶץ נְשִׁיָּֽה׃ |
13 But I cry out to you for help; every morning I pray to you.
| וַאֲנִי ׀ אֵלֶיךָ יְהֹוָה שִׁוַּעְתִּי וּבַבֹּקֶר תְּֽפִלָּתִי תְקַדְּמֶֽךָּ׃ |
14 Lord, why do you reject me? Why do you turn away from me?
| לָמָה יְהֹוָה תִּזְנַח נַפְשִׁי תַּסְתִּיר פָּנֶיךָ מִמֶּֽנִּי׃ |
15 I have been sick since I was young, often at death's door. I have had to bear the terrible things you've done to me. I'm in despair!
| עָנִי אֲנִי וְגֹוֵעַ מִנֹּעַר נָשָׂאתִי אֵמֶיךָ אָפֽוּנָה׃ |
16 Your anger has overcome me; the terrible things you do have destroyed me.
| עָלַי עָבְרוּ חֲרוֹנֶיךָ בִּעוּתֶיךָ צִמְּתוּתֻֽנִי׃ |
17 They surround me all the time like floodwaters, swallowing me up.
| סַבּוּנִי כַמַּיִם כׇּל־הַיּוֹם הִקִּיפוּ עָלַי יָֽחַד׃ |
18 You have made my family and friends avoid me. Darkness is my only friend.
| הִרְחַקְתָּ מִמֶּנִּי אֹהֵב וָרֵעַ מְֽיֻדָּעַי מַחְשָֽׁךְ׃ |
