Psalm 88.
A song or som for the sons of Korah.
To the chief musician upon Mahala.
Leanna.
Maskell of him and that Ezra height.
Oh, Lord God of my salvation.
I have cried day and night before the.
But my prayer come before the incline thine ear unto my cry.
For my soul is full of troubles.
And my life draw nigh until the grave.
I am counted with them that go down into the pit.
I am as a man that had no strength.
Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave.
Whom thou I remember is no more and they are cut off from the hand.
Thou has laid me in the lowest pit.
In darkness in the deeps, they wrath life hard upon me.
And thou has to flicked at me with all thy waves.
Say LA.
Thou has put away my acquaintance far from me.
Thou has made me in an abomination unto them.
I am shut up and I cannot come forth.
Mine.
I'm mourning by reason of affliction.
Lord I've called daily upon the IAF stretch out my hands on to the.
We'll doll show wonders to the debt.
Shell the dead arise and praise the, say, LA.
Shall I love and kindness be declared in the grave or they
faithfulness in destruction.
Shall they wonders be known in the dark.
And they righteousness in the land of forgetfulness.
But unto the, have I cried?
Oh Lord.
And in the morning, shall my prayer prevent the.
Lord why Cassis.
Dow off my soul.
Y hi, does thou they faced from me.
I am afflicted and ready to die.
From my youth up while I suffered, I Tara's, I'm distracted.
They fierce wrath go with over me.
They terrorists have cut me off.
They come round about male.
Daley like water.
They compensate me about together.
Lover and friend hast I'll put far from me.
And mine acquaintance into darkness.