Psalm 88 Bishops' Bible 1568
From Textus Receptus
Psa 88:1 <A song, the psalme of the sonnes of Corach, to the chiefe musition vpon Mahalath Leannoth, a wise instruction of Heman the Ezrahite.> (88:1a) O God the Lorde of my saluation, I crye day and night before thee: Psa 88:2 (88:1b) let my prayer enter into thy presence, encline thyne eare vnto my crying. Psa 88:3 (88:2) For my soule is full of miserie: and my life toucheth the graue. Psa 88:4 (88:3) I am counted as one of them that go downe vnto the pit: and I am nowe become a man that hath no strength. Psa 88:5 (88:4) I am free among the dead: like such as beyng kylled lye in a graue, whom thou remembrest no more, and are cut away from thy hande. Psa 88:6 (88:5) Thou hast layde me in the lowest pit: in darknes and in deepenes. Psa 88:7 (88:6) Thyne indignation sore presseth me: and thou hast vexed me with all thy stormes. Selah. Psa 88:8 (88:7) Thou hast put away myne acquaintaunce farre from me, and made me to be abhorred of them: I am shut vp, I can not get foorth. Psa 88:9 (88:8) My sight fayleth through my affliction O God: I haue called dayly vpon thee, I haue stretched out mine handes vnto thee. Psa 88:10 (88:9) Wylt thou worke a miracle amongst the dead? or shal the dead rise vp againe [and] acknowledge thee? Selah. Psa 88:11 (88:10) Shall thy louing kindnes be talked of in the graue? or thy faythfulnes in destruction? Psa 88:12 (88:11) Shall thy wonderous workes be knowen in the darke? and thy righteousnes in the lande of forgetfulnes? Psa 88:13 (88:12) But vnto thee do I crye O God: and my prayer commeth early in the morning before thee. Psa 88:14 (88:13) O God, why abhorrest thou my soule: and [why] hidest thou thy face from me? Psa 88:15 (88:14) I am in miserie, I labour euen from my youth with the panges of death: I haue suffered thy terrours, [and] I am styll in doubt. Psa 88:16 (88:15) Thyne indignation hath gone ouer me: and thy terrours haue vndone me. Psa 88:17 (88:16) They came rounde about me dayly lyke water: and compassed me altogether on euery syde. Psa 88:18 (88:17) Thou hast put a way farre from me my frende and neighbour: [thou hast hid] mine acquaintaunce out of sight.
