psalm_Chapter 88

The hymn of the descendants of Korah, which is the instruction of Heman the Ezrah, to the music director, calling upon Mahalal Omo. O God, who saved me, I cry before you day and night.

May my prayer come before you. Please listen attentively to my cry.

Because my heart is full of troubles, and my life is near the underworld.

I am among the people who went down to the pit, just like a powerless person. (Helpless or powerless)

I was thrown into the dead, like a killed person lying in a grave. They are something you no longer remember, isolated from you.

You put me in an extremely deep pit, in a dark place, in the depths.

Your anger weighs heavily on me. You trapped me with all the waves. (Fine pull)

You have separated those I know from afar, making me despised by them. I am trapped and cannot come out.

My eyes are withered from hardship. O Lord, I cry to you every day and raise up my hands to you.

Do you want to do strange things to show the dead? Can the ghost still rise up and praise you? (Fine pull)

Can you tell your love in the tomb? Can you tell your faithfulness in the midst of destruction?

How can your wonder be known in the darkness? Can your righteousness be known in the land of forgetfulness?

O Lord, I cry to you. My morning prayer will come before you.

O Lord, why have you abandoned me. Why cover up and ignore me.

I have suffered since childhood and almost died. I am frightened and even panicked by you.

Your fierce anger overflowed over me. Your fright, cut me off.

These waters surround me all day long, they all come together to besiege me.

You have separated my good friends and close friends from afar, causing those I know to enter darkness.