Psalmorum 88
1 Psalmus, Canticum psalmi, in finem, filiis Core, pro Maheleth ad respondendum, intellectus Eman Israelitae. Domine Deus salutis meae: in die clamavi, et nocte coram te.
A Song, a Psalm, by sons of Korah, to the Overseer, 'Concerning the Sickness of Afflictions.' — An instruction, by Heman the Ezrahite. O Jehovah, God of my salvation, Daily I have cried, nightly before Thee,
2 Intret in conspectu tuo oratio mea: inclina aurem tuam ad precem meam:
My prayer cometh in before Thee, Incline Thine ear to my loud cry,
For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol. (Sheol h7585)
4 Aestimatus sum cum descendentibus in lacum: factus sum sicut homo sine adiutorio,
I have been reckoned with those going down [to] the pit, I have been as a man without strength.
5 inter mortuos liber, Sicut vulnerati dormientes in sepulchris, quorum non es memor amplius: et ipsi de manu tua repulsi sunt.
Among the dead — free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.
6 Posuerunt me in lacu inferiori: in tenebrosis, et in umbra mortis.
Thou hast put me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in depths.
7 Super me confirmatus est furor tuus: et omnes fluctus tuos induxisti super me.
Upon me hath Thy fury lain, And [with] all Thy breakers Thou hast afflicted. (Selah)
8 Longe fecisti notos meos a me: posuerunt me abominationem sibi. Traditus sum, et non egrediebar:
Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me, Thou hast made me an abomination to them, Shut up — I go not forth.
9 oculi mei languerunt prae inopia. Clamavi ad te Domine tota die: expandi ad te manus meas.
Mine eye hath grieved because of affliction, I called Thee, O Jehovah, all the day, I have spread out unto Thee my hands.
10 Numquid mortuis facies mirabilia: aut medici suscitabunt, et confitebuntur tibi?
To the dead dost Thou do wonders? Do Rephaim rise? do they thank Thee? (Selah)
11 Numquid narrabit aliquis in sepulchro misericordiam tuam, et veritatem tuam in perditione?
Is Thy kindness recounted in the grave? Thy faithfulness in destruction?
12 Numquid cognoscentur in tenebris mirabilia tua: et iustitia tua in terra oblivionis?
Are Thy wonders known in the darkness? And Thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
13 Et ego ad te, Domine, clamavi, et mane oratio mea praeveniet te.
And I, unto Thee, O Jehovah, I have cried, And in the morning doth my prayer come before Thee.
14 Ut quid Domine repellis orationem meam: avertis faciem tuam a me?
Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy face from me.
15 Pauper sum ego, et in laboribus a iuventute mea: exaltatus autem, humiliatus sum et conturbatus.
I [am] afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Thy terrors — I pine away.
16 In me transierunt irae tuae: et terrores tui conturbaverunt me.
Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,
17 Circumdederunt me sicut aqua tota die: circumdederunt me simul.
They have surrounded me as waters all the day, They have gone round against me together,
18 Elongasti a me amicum, et proximum: et notos meos a miseria.
Thou hast put far from me lover and friend, Mine acquaintance [is] the place of darkness!
