Psalms 88

O LORD God of my saluation, I haue cried day and night before thee.

GenevaA song or Psalme of Heman the Ezrahite to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah for him that excelleth upon Malath Leannoth. O Lord God of my saluation, I cry day and night before thee.

שִׁ֥יר מִזְמ֗וֹר לִ/בְנֵ֫י קֹ֥רַח לַ/מְנַצֵּ֣חַ עַל מָחֲלַ֣ת לְ/עַנּ֑וֹת מַ֝שְׂכִּ֗יל לְ/הֵימָ֥ן הָ/אֶזְרָחִֽי

Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine eare vnto my cry.

GenevaLet my prayer enter into thy presence: incline thine eare vnto my cry.

יְ֭הוָה אֱלֹהֵ֣י יְשׁוּעָתִ֑/י יוֹם צָעַ֖קְתִּי בַ/לַּ֣יְלָה נֶגְדֶּֽ/ךָ

For my soule is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh vnto the graue.

GenevaFor my soule is filled with euils, and my life draweth neere to the graue.

תָּב֣וֹא לְ֭/פָנֶי/ךָ תְּפִלָּתִ֑/י הַטֵּֽה אָ֝זְנְ/ךָ֗ לְ/רִנָּתִֽ/י

I am counted with them that go downe into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength.

GenevaI am counted among them that go downe vnto the pit, and am as a man without strength:

כִּֽי שָֽׂבְעָ֣ה בְ/רָע֣וֹת נַפְשִׁ֑/י וְ/חַיַּ֗/י לִ/שְׁא֥וֹל הִגִּֽיעוּ

Free among the dead, like the slaine that lie in the graue, whom thou remembrest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.

GenevaFree among the dead, like the slaine lying in the graue, whome thou remembrest no more, and they are cut off from thine hand.

נֶ֭חְשַׁבְתִּי עִם י֣וֹרְדֵי ב֑וֹר הָ֝יִ֗יתִי כְּ/גֶ֣בֶר אֵֽין אֱיָֽל

Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit: in darkenesse, in the deepes.

GenevaThou hast layde me in the lowest pit, in darkenes, and in the deepe.

בַּ/מֵּתִ֗ים חָ֫פְשִׁ֥י כְּמ֤וֹ חֲלָלִ֨ים שֹׁ֥כְבֵי קֶ֗בֶר אֲשֶׁ֤ר לֹ֣א זְכַרְתָּ֣/ם ע֑וֹד וְ֝/הֵ֗מָּה מִ/יָּדְ/ךָ֥ נִגְזָֽרוּ

Thy wrath lieth hard vpon me: and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waues. Selah.

GenevaThine indignation lyeth vpon me, and thou hast vexed me with all thy waues. Selah.

שַׁ֭תַּ/נִי בְּ/ב֣וֹר תַּחְתִּיּ֑וֹת בְּ֝/מַחֲשַׁכִּ֗ים בִּ/מְצֹלֽוֹת

Thou hast put away mine acquaintance farre from mee: thou hast made me an abomination vnto them: I am shut vp, and I cannot come forth.

GenevaThou hast put away mine acquaintance farre from me, and made mee to be abhorred of them: I am shut vp, and cannot get foorth.

עָ֭לַ/י סָמְכָ֣ה חֲמָתֶ֑/ךָ וְ/כָל מִ֝שְׁבָּרֶ֗י/ךָ עִנִּ֥יתָ סֶּֽלָה

Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction, LORD, I haue called daily vpon thee: I haue stretched out my hands vnto thee.

GenevaMine eye is sorowfull through mine affliction: Lord, I call dayly vpon thee: I stretch out mine hands vnto thee.

הִרְחַ֥קְתָּ מְיֻדָּעַ֗/י מִ֫מֶּ֥/נִּי שַׁתַּ֣/נִי תוֹעֵב֣וֹת לָ֑/מוֹ כָּ֝לֻ֗א וְ/לֹ֣א אֵצֵֽא

Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shal the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.

GenevaWilt thou shewe a miracle to the dead? or shall the dead rise and prayse thee? Selah.

עֵינִ֥/י דָאֲבָ֗ה מִנִּ֫י עֹ֥נִי קְרָאתִ֣י/ךָ יְהוָ֣ה בְּ/כָל י֑וֹם שִׁטַּ֖חְתִּי אֵלֶ֣י/ךָ כַפָּֽ/י

Shall thy louing kindnesse be declared in the graue? or thy faithfulnesse in destruction?

GenevaShall thy louing kindenes be declared in the graue? or thy faithfulnes in destruction?

הֲ/לַ/מֵּתִ֥ים תַּעֲשֶׂה פֶּ֑לֶא אִם רְ֝פָאִ֗ים יָק֤וּמוּ יוֹד֬וּ/ךָ סֶּֽלָה

Shall thy wonders be knowen in the darke? and thy righteousnesse in the land of forgetfulnesse?

GenevaShall thy wonderous workes be knowen in the darke? and thy righteousnes in the land of obliuion?

הַ/יְסֻפַּ֣ר בַּ/קֶּ֣בֶר חַסְדֶּ֑/ךָ אֱ֝מֽוּנָתְ/ךָ֗ בָּ/אֲבַדּֽוֹן

But vnto thee haue I cried, O LORD, and in the morning shall my prayer preuent thee.

GenevaBut vnto thee haue I cryed, O Lord, and early shall my prayer come before thee.

הֲ/יִוָּדַ֣ע בַּ/חֹ֣שֶׁךְ פִּלְאֶ֑/ךָ וְ֝/צִדְקָתְ/ךָ֗ בְּ/אֶ֣רֶץ נְשִׁיָּֽה

LORD, why castest thou off my soule? why hidest thou thy face from me?

GenevaLord, why doest thou reiect my soule, and hidest thy face from me?

וַ/אֲנִ֤י אֵלֶ֣י/ךָ יְהוָ֣ה שִׁוַּ֑עְתִּי וּ֝/בַ/בֹּ֗קֶר תְּֽפִלָּתִ֥/י תְקַדְּמֶֽ/ךָּ

I am afflicted and ready to die, from my youth vp: while I suffer thy terrours, I am distracted.

GenevaI am afflicted and at the point of death: from my youth I suffer thy terrours, doubting of my life.

לָ/מָ֣ה יְ֭הוָה תִּזְנַ֣ח נַפְשִׁ֑/י תַּסְתִּ֖יר פָּנֶ֣י/ךָ מִמֶּֽ/נִּי

Thy fierce wrath goeth ouer me: thy terrours haue cut me off.

GenevaThine indignations goe ouer me, and thy feare hath cut me off.

עָ֘נִ֤י אֲנִ֣י וְ/גֹוֵ֣עַ מִ/נֹּ֑עַר נָשָׂ֖אתִי אֵמֶ֣י/ךָ אָפֽוּנָה

They came round about mee daily like water: they compassed mee about together.

GenevaThey came round about me dayly like water, and compassed me together.

עָ֭לַ/י עָבְר֣וּ חֲרוֹנֶ֑י/ךָ בִּ֝עוּתֶ֗י/ךָ צִמְּתוּתֻֽ/נִי

Louer and friend hast thou put farre from me: and mine acquaintance into darkenesse.

GenevaMy louers and friends hast thou put away from me, and mine acquaintance hid themselues.

סַבּ֣וּ/נִי כַ֭/מַּיִם כָּל הַ/יּ֑וֹם הִקִּ֖יפוּ עָלַ֣/י יָֽחַד