Psalms 88
1 [A Song. A Psalm by the sons of Korah. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "The Suffering of Affliction." A contemplation by Heman, the Ezrahite.] YHWH, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you.
| שִׁיר מִזְמוֹר לִבְנֵי ־ קֹרַח לַמְנַצֵּחַ עַל־מָחֲלַת לְעַנּוֹת מַשְׂכִּיל לְהֵימָן הָאֶזְרָחִֽי׃ יְהֹוָה אֱלֹהֵי יְשׁוּעָתִי יוֹם־צָעַקְתִּי בַלַּיְלָה נֶגְדֶּֽךָ׃ |
2 Let my prayer enter into your presence. Turn your ear to my cry.
| תָּבוֹא לְפָנֶיךָ תְּפִלָּתִי הַטֵּה אׇזְנְךָ לְרִנָּתִֽי׃ |
| כִּֽי־שָׂבְעָה בְרָעוֹת נַפְשִׁי וְחַיַּי לִשְׁאוֹל הִגִּֽיעוּ׃ (Sheol h7585) |
4 I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,
| נֶחְשַׁבְתִּי עִם־יוֹרְדֵי בוֹר הָיִיתִי כְּגֶבֶר אֵֽין־אֱיָֽל׃ |
5 set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.
| בַּמֵּתִים חׇפְשִׁי כְּמוֹ חֲלָלִים ׀ שֹׁכְבֵי קֶבֶר אֲשֶׁר לֹא זְכַרְתָּם עוֹד וְהֵמָּה מִיָּדְךָ נִגְזָֽרוּ׃ |
6 You have laid me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.
| שַׁתַּנִי בְּבוֹר תַּחְתִּיּוֹת בְּמַחֲשַׁכִּים בִּמְצֹלֽוֹת׃ |
7 Your wrath lies heavily on me. You have afflicted me with all your waves. (Selah)
| עָלַי סָמְכָה חֲמָתֶךָ וְכׇל־מִשְׁבָּרֶיךָ עִנִּיתָ סֶּֽלָה׃ |
8 You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can't escape.
| הִרְחַקְתָּ מְיֻדָּעַי מִמֶּנִּי שַׁתַּנִי תוֹעֵבוֹת לָמוֹ כָּלֻא וְלֹא אֵצֵֽא׃ |
9 My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, YHWH. I have spread out my hands to you.
| עֵינִי דָאֲבָה מִנִּי ־ עֹנִי קְרָאתִיךָ יְהֹוָה בְּכׇל־יוֹם שִׁטַּחְתִּי אֵלֶיךָ כַפָּֽי׃ |
10 Do you show wonders to the dead? Do the dead rise up and praise you? (Selah)
| הֲלַמֵּתִים תַּעֲשֶׂה־פֶּלֶא אִם־רְפָאִים יָקוּמוּ ׀ יוֹדוּךָ סֶּֽלָה׃ |
11 Is your loving kindness declared in the grave? Or your faithfulness in Destruction?
| הַיְסֻפַּר בַּקֶּבֶר חַסְדֶּךָ אֱמוּנָתְךָ בָּאֲבַדּֽוֹן׃ |
12 Are your wonders made known in the dark? Or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
| הֲיִוָּדַע בַּחֹשֶׁךְ פִּלְאֶךָ וְצִדְקָתְךָ בְּאֶרֶץ נְשִׁיָּֽה׃ |
13 But to you, YHWH, I have cried. In the morning, my prayer comes before you.
| וַאֲנִי ׀ אֵלֶיךָ יְהֹוָה שִׁוַּעְתִּי וּבַבֹּקֶר תְּֽפִלָּתִי תְקַדְּמֶֽךָּ׃ |
14 YHWH, why do you reject my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?
| לָמָה יְהֹוָה תִּזְנַח נַפְשִׁי תַּסְתִּיר פָּנֶיךָ מִמֶּֽנִּי׃ |
15 I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.
| עָנִי אֲנִי וְגֹוֵעַ מִנֹּעַר נָשָׂאתִי אֵמֶיךָ אָפֽוּנָה׃ |
16 Your fierce wrath has gone over me. Your terrors have cut me off.
| עָלַי עָבְרוּ חֲרוֹנֶיךָ בִּעוּתֶיךָ צִמְּתוּתֻֽנִי׃ |
17 They came around me like water all day long. They completely engulfed me.
| סַבּוּנִי כַמַּיִם כׇּל־הַיּוֹם הִקִּיפוּ עָלַי יָֽחַד׃ |
18 You have put lover and friend far from me, and my friends into darkness.
| הִרְחַקְתָּ מִמֶּנִּי אֹהֵב וָרֵעַ מְֽיֻדָּעַי מַחְשָֽׁךְ׃ |
