स्तोत्रसंहिता 88
1 १ कोरहाच्या मुलांची स्तोत्रे हे परमेश्वरा, माझ्या तारणाऱ्या देवा, मी रात्र व दिवस तुझ्यापुढे आरोळी करतो.
A Song. A Psalm. Of the sons of Korah. To the chief music-maker; put to Mahalath Leannoth. Maschil. Of Heman the Ezrahite. O Lord, God of my salvation, I have been crying to you for help by day and by night:
Let my prayer come before you; give ear to my cry:
For my soul is full of evils, and my life has come near to the underworld. (Sheol h7585)
I am numbered among those who go down into the earth; I have become like a man for whom there is no help:
5 ५ मला मृतामध्ये सोडून दिले आहे; अशा मृतासारखा जो कबरेत पडून राहतो, ज्याची तू आणखी दखल घेत नाहीस, ज्याला तुझ्या सामर्थ्यापासून कापून टाकले आहेत, त्यांच्यासारखा मी झालो आहे.
My soul is among the dead, like those in the underworld, to whom you give no more thought; for they are cut off from your care.
You have put me in the lowest deep, even in dark places.
The weight of your wrath is crushing me, all your waves have overcome me. (Selah)
8 ८ तुझ्यामुळे माझ्या ओळखीचे मला टाळतात. त्यांच्या दृष्टीने माझा त्यांना वीट येईल असे तू केले आहे; मी आत कोंडलेला आहे आणि मी निसटू शकत नाही.
You have sent my friends far away from me; you have made me a disgusting thing in their eyes: I am shut up, and not able to come out.
9 ९ कष्टामुळे माझे डोळे थकून जात आहेत; हे परमेश्वरा, मी दिवसभर तुला आरोळी मारित आहे. मी आपले हात तुझ्यापुढे पसरत आहे.
My eyes are wasting away because of my trouble: Lord, my cry has gone up to you every day, my hands are stretched out to you.
Will you do works of wonder for the dead? will the shades come back to give you praise? (Selah)
Will the story of your mercy be given in the house of the dead? will news of your faith come to the place of destruction?
May there be knowledge of your wonders in the dark? or of your righteousness where memory is dead?
But to you did I send up my cry, O Lord; in the morning my prayer came before you.
Lord, why have you sent away my soul? why is your face covered from me?
15 १५ मी नेहमीच पीडित असून माझ्या तरुणपणापासूनच मरणोन्मुख झालो आहे; मी तुझ्या दहशतीने व्यथित झालो आहे; मी काहीच करू शकत नाही.
I have been troubled and in fear of death from the time when I was young; your wrath is hard on me, and I have no strength.
16 १६ तुझा संतप्त क्रोध माझ्यावरून चालला आहे, आणि तुझ्या घाबरून सोडणाऱ्या कृत्यांनी माझा संपूर्ण नाश केला आहे.
The heat of your wrath has gone over me; I am broken by your cruel punishments.
They are round me all the day like water; they have made a circle about me.
You have sent my friends and lovers far from me; I am gone from the memory of those who are dear to me.
