1 | A Song. A Psalm. Of the sons of Korah. To the chief music-maker; put to Mahalath Leannoth. Maschil. Of Heman the Ezrahite. |
2 | Let my prayer come before you; give ear to my cry: |
3 | For my soul is full of evils, and my life has come near to the underworld. |
4 | I am numbered among those who go down into the earth; I have become like a man for whom there is no help: |
5 | 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. |
6 | You have put me in the lowest deep, even in dark places. |
7 | The weight of your wrath is crushing me, all your waves have overcome me. (Selah.) |
8 | 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 | 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. |
10 | Will you do works of wonder for the dead? will the shades come back to give you praise? (Selah.) |
11 | 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? |
12 | May there be knowledge of your wonders in the dark? or of your righteousness where memory is dead? |
13 | But to you did I send up my cry, O Lord; in the morning my prayer came before you. |
14 | Lord, why have you sent away my soul? why is your face covered from me? |
15 | 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 | The heat of your wrath has gone over me; I am broken by your cruel punishments. |
17 | They are round me all the day like water; they have made a circle about me. |
18 | You have sent my friends and lovers far from me; I am gone from the memory of those who are dear to me. |
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