Salmos 88

1 O Jehovah, the God of my salvation,

2 Let my prayer enter into thy presence;

3 For my soul is full of troubles,

4 I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit;

5 Cast off among the dead,

6 Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit,

7 Thy wrath lieth hard upon me,

8 Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me;

9 Mine eye wasteth away by reason of affliction:

10 Wilt thou show wonders to the dead?

11 Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave?

12 Shall thy wonders be known in the dark?

13 But unto thee, O Jehovah, have I cried;

14 Jehovah, why castest thou off my soul?

15 I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up:

16 Thy fierce wrath is gone over me;

17 They came round about me like water all the day long;

18 Lover and friend hast thou put far from me,