Psalm 88
Chant Psalter
Natural Speech Rhythm
Domine Deus.Domine, Deus.
1 O Lord | God of • my sal- | vation, ||
I have | cried • day and | night be- | fore thee: ||
O let my prayer | enter • into thy | presence, ||
in- | cline thine | ear un•to my | calling; ||
2 For my soul is | full of | trouble, ||
and my | life • draweth | nigh • unto | hell. ||
2 For my soul is | full of | trouble, ||
and my | life • draweth | nigh un•to the | grave. ||
3 I am counted as one of them that go | down in•to the | pit, ||
and I have been even as a | man that | hath no | strength; ||
3 I am counted as one of them that go | down in•to the | pit, ||
and I am even as a | man that | hath no | strength; ||
4 3 Free a- | mong the | dead, ||
like unto them that are | 3 wounded • and | lie • in the | grave, ||
who are | 3 out of • re- | membrance, ||
and are | cut a- | 3 way from • thy | hand. ||
4 Cast off a- | mong the | dead, ||
like unto them that are | slain, and | lie • in the | grave, ||
who are | 3 out of • re- | membrance, ||
and are | cut a- | 3 way from • thy | hand. ||
5 Thou hast laid me in the | lowest | pit, ||
in a place of | darkness, | 3 and in • the | deep. ||
6 Thine indignation | lieth | hard up•on me, ||
and thou hast | vexed • me with | all thy | storms. ||
7 Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me, * and made me to | be ab- | horred • of them. ||
8 I am so fast in | prison • that I | cannot • get | forth. ||
9 My sight | faileth for • very | trouble; ||
Lord, I have called daily upon thee, * I have 3 stretched | forth my | hands • unto | thee. ||
10 Dost thou show | wonders a•mong the | dead? ||
or shall the | dead rise | up a•gain, and | praise thee? ||
11 Shall thy loving-kindness be | showed • in the | grave? ||
or thy | 3 faithfulness | in de- | struction? ||
12 Shall thy wondrous works be | known • in the | dark? ||
and thy righteousness in the | land where | all things • are for- | gotten? ||
13 Unto thee have I cried, O Lord; * and early shall my | prayer • come be- | fore thee. ||
14 Lord, why abhorrest thou my | soul, and | hidest • thou thy | face • from me? ||
15 I am in misery, and like unto him that is at the | point to | die; ||
even from my youth up, thy terrors have I | suffered • with a | troubled | mind. ||
16 Thy wrathful dis- | pleasure • goeth | over • me, ||
and the | fear of | thee • hath un- | done me. ||
17 They came round about me | 3 daily like | water, ||
and compassed me to- | 3 gether on | ever•y | side. ||
18 My lovers and friends hast thou | put a- | way • from me, ||
and hid mine ac- | quaintance | 3 out of • my | sight. ||
Glory | be • to the | Father, ||
and to the Son, | and • to the | Holy | Ghost; ||
As it | was in • the be- | ginning, ||
is now, and ever shall be, * | world with•out | end. A- | men. ||
