Psalm 88

²Surely God is my salvation; I will trust and not be afraid. For the Lord God is my strength and my song, and He also has become my salvation.”

²I cry out by day, O my God, but You do not answer, and by night, but I have no rest.

⁷Will not God bring about justice for His elect who cry out to Him day and night? Will He delay in helping them?

³Be merciful to me, O Lord, for I call to You all day long.

¹⁸I await Your salvation, O Lord.

³¹He was wiser than all men—wiser than Ethan the Ezrahite, and wiser than Heman, Calcol, and Darda, the sons of Mahol. And his fame spread throughout the surrounding nations.

²Incline Your ear to me; come quickly to my rescue. Be my rock of refuge, the stronghold of my deliverance.

¹A Psalm of David. I call upon You, O Lord; come quickly to me. Hear my voice when I call to You.

²May my prayer be set before You like incense; my uplifted hands, like the evening offering.

⁸Even when I cry out and plead for help, He shuts out my prayer.

¹¹May the groans of the captives reach You; by the strength of Your arm preserve those condemned to death.

³¹When a man sins against his neighbor and is required to take an oath, and he comes to take an oath before Your altar in this temple,

¹⁸They loathed all food and drew near to the gates of death.

¹⁵He has filled me with bitterness; He has intoxicated me with wormwood.

¹⁶He has ground my teeth with gravel and trampled me in the dust.

³³He took with Him Peter, James, and John, and began to be deeply troubled and distressed.

³⁴Then He said to them, “My soul is consumed with sorrow to the point of death. Stay here and keep watch.”

¹⁷Hide not Your face from Your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me quickly!

¹⁸Draw near to my soul and redeem me; ransom me because of my foes.

³He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows, acquainted with grief. Like one from whom men hide their faces, He was despised, and we esteemed Him not.

³⁷He took with Him Peter and the two sons of Zebedee and began to be sorrowful and deeply distressed.

³⁸Then He said to them, “My soul is consumed with sorrow to the point of death. Stay here and keep watch with Me.”

¹Of David. To You, O Lord, I call; be not deaf to me, O my Rock. For if You remain silent, I will be like those descending to the Pit.

⁹Indeed, we felt we were under the sentence of death, in order that we would not trust in ourselves, but in God, who raises the dead.

¹⁷Surely for my own welfare I had such great anguish; but Your love has delivered me from the pit of oblivion, for You have cast all my sins behind Your back.

¹⁸For Sheol cannot thank You; Death cannot praise You. Those who descend to the Pit cannot hope for Your faithfulness.

¹²I am forgotten like a dead man, out of mind. I am like a broken vessel.

⁷Answer me quickly, O Lord; my spirit fails. Do not hide Your face from me, or I will be like those who descend to the Pit.

¹“My spirit is broken; my days are extinguished; the grave awaits me.

⁸By oppression and judgment He was taken away, and who can recount His descendants? For He was cut off from the land of the living; He was stricken for the transgression of My people.

²²In my alarm I said, “I am cut off from Your sight!” But You heard my plea for mercy when I called to You for help.

⁹Sheol beneath is eager to meet you upon your arrival. It stirs the spirits of the dead to greet you—all the rulers of the earth. It makes all the kings of the nations rise from their thrones.

¹⁰They will all respond to you, saying, “You too have become weak, as we are; you have become like us!”

²³He remembered us in our low estate His loving devotion endures forever.

⁹that God would be willing to crush me, to unleash His hand and cut me off!

¹⁰If He comes along to imprison you, or convenes a court, who can stop Him?

¹⁵Do not let the floods engulf me or the depths swallow me up; let not the Pit close its mouth over me.

¹³For great is Your loving devotion to me; You have delivered me from the depths of Sheol.

²He lifted me up from the pit of despair, out of the miry clay; He set my feet upon a rock, and made my footsteps firm.

³For the enemy has pursued my soul, crushing my life to the ground, making me dwell in darkness like those long since dead.

²He has driven me away and made me walk in darkness instead of light.

⁴⁶I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in Me should remain in darkness.

⁷Deep calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls; all Your breakers and waves have rolled over me.

²⁴He Himself bore our sins in His body on the tree, so that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. “By His stripes you are healed.”

⁵But because of your hard and unrepentant heart, you are storing up wrath against yourself for the day of wrath, when God’s righteous judgment will be revealed.

⁶God “will repay each one according to his deeds.”

⁴For the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me; my spirit drinks in their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.

³⁶Whoever believes in the Son has eternal life. Whoever rejects the Son will not see life. Instead, the wrath of God remains on him.”

⁷For we are consumed by Your anger and terrified by Your wrath.

¹¹Among all my enemies I am a disgrace, and among my neighbors even more. I am dreaded by my friends—they flee when they see me on the street.

⁷Thus says the Lord, the Redeemer and Holy One of Israel, to Him who was despised and abhorred by the nation, to the Servant of rulers: “Kings will see You and rise, and princes will bow down, because of the Lord, who is faithful, the Holy One of Israel, who has chosen You.”

¹⁰They abhor me and keep far from me; they do not hesitate to spit in my face.

³“I have trodden the winepress alone, and no one from the nations was with Me. I trampled them in My anger and trod them down in My fury; their blood spattered My garments, and all My clothes were stained.

⁸And in one month I dismissed three shepherds. My soul grew impatient with the flock, and their souls also detested me.

²At that time the army of the king of Babylon was besieging Jerusalem, and Jeremiah the prophet was imprisoned in the courtyard of the guard, which was in the palace of the king of Judah.

¹³As for you, if you direct your heart and lift up your hands to Him,

³Be merciful to me, O Lord, for I call to You all day long.

¹⁰My heart pounds, my strength fails, and even the light of my eyes has faded.

⁶I stretch out my hands to You; my soul thirsts for You like a parched land. Selah

³My tears have been my food both day and night, while men ask me all day long, “Where is your God?”

¹¹Then the word of the Lord came to me, saying,

¹⁹Your dead will live; their bodies will rise. Awake and sing, you who dwell in the dust! For your dew is like the dew of the morning, and the earth will bring forth her dead.

⁵For there is no mention of You in death; who can praise You from Sheol?

¹⁸For Sheol cannot thank You; Death cannot praise You. Those who descend to the Pit cannot hope for Your faithfulness.

¹⁹The living, only the living, can thank You, as I do today; fathers will tell their children about Your faithfulness.

⁹“What gain is there in my bloodshed, in my descent to the Pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it proclaim Your faithfulness?

⁵²in an instant, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed.

⁵³For the perishable must be clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality.

³⁵While He was still speaking, messengers from the house of Jairus arrived and said, “Your daughter is dead; why bother the Teacher anymore?”

³⁶But Jesus overheard their conversation and said to Jairus, “Do not be afraid; just believe.”

¹¹Sheol and Abaddon lie open before the Lord—how much more the hearts of men!

²³But You, O God, will bring them down to the Pit of destruction; men of bloodshed and deceit will not live out half their days. But I will trust in You.

¹³Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the way that leads to destruction, and many enter through it.

²²What if God, intending to show His wrath and make His power known, bore with great patience the vessels of His wrath, prepared for destruction?

³⁰Indeed, the evil man is spared from the day of calamity, delivered from the day of wrath.

¹Now there were also false prophets among the people, just as there will be false teachers among you. They will secretly introduce destructive heresies, even denying the Master who bought them—bringing swift destruction on themselves.

⁵For the living know that they will die, but the dead know nothing. They have no further reward, because the memory of them is forgotten.

¹²But the sons of the kingdom will be thrown into the outer darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.”

²¹before I go—never to return—to a land of darkness and gloom,

²²to a land of utter darkness, of deep shadow and disorder, where even the light is like darkness.”

¹⁶For there is no lasting remembrance of the wise, just as with the fool, seeing that both will be forgotten in the days to come. Alas, the wise man will die just like the fool!

²²Then they will look to the earth and see only distress and darkness and the gloom of anguish. And they will be driven into utter darkness.

⁵I am forsaken among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom You remember no more, who are cut off from Your care.

³In the morning, O Lord, You hear my voice; at daybreak I lay my plea before You and wait in expectation.

³⁵Early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up and went out to a solitary place to pray.

²O Lord my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.

¹⁴⁷I rise before dawn and cry for help; in Your word I have put my hope.

¹⁴⁸My eyes anticipate the watches of night, that I may meditate on Your word.

²⁴Why do You hide Your face and consider me as Your enemy?

¹For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. How long, O Lord? Will You forget me forever? How long will You hide Your face from me?

²For You are the God of my refuge. Why have You rejected me? Why must I walk in sorrow because of the enemy’s oppression?

²⁴Why do You hide Your face and forget our affliction and oppression?

⁴⁶About the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?” which means, “My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?”

⁷“Will the Lord spurn us forever and never show His favor again?

⁸Is His loving devotion gone forever? Has His promise failed for all time?

⁴For the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me; my spirit drinks in their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.

⁴⁴And in His anguish, He prayed more earnestly, and His sweat became like drops of blood falling to the ground.

¹⁴For I am afflicted all day long and punished every morning.

¹¹Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

¹²Am I the sea, or the monster of the deep, that You must keep me under guard?

¹⁰Yet it was the Lord’s will to crush Him and to cause Him to suffer; and when His soul is made a guilt offering, He will see His offspring, He will prolong His days, and the good pleasure of the Lord will prosper in His hand.

⁷Awake, O sword, against My Shepherd, against the man who is My Companion, declares the Lord of Hosts. Strike the Shepherd, and the sheep will be scattered, and I will turn My hand against the little ones.

¹³Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for us. For it is written: “Cursed is everyone who is hung on a tree.”

¹⁷For the great day of Their wrath has come, and who is able to withstand it?”

⁷For we are consumed by Your anger and terrified by Your wrath.

⁴⁶How long, O Lord? Will You hide Yourself forever? Will Your wrath keep burning like fire?

³²He who did not spare His own Son but gave Him up for us all, how will He not also, along with Him, freely give us all things?

⁴Surely He took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows; yet we considered Him stricken, struck down by God, and afflicted.

⁵But He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon Him, and by His stripes we are healed.

¹⁶For dogs surround me; a band of evil men encircles me; they have pierced my hands and feet.

¹For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Lilies.” Of David. Save me, O God, for the waters are up to my neck.

²I have sunk into the miry depths, where there is no footing; I have drifted into deep waters, where the flood engulfs me.

³The ropes of death entangled me; the anguish of Sheol overcame me; I was confronted by trouble and sorrow.

¹⁴They advance as through a wide breach; through the ruins they keep rolling in.

¹⁵Terrors are turned loose against me; they drive away my dignity as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed like a cloud.

⁷Deep calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls; all Your breakers and waves have rolled over me.

⁴then the floods would have engulfed us, then the torrent would have overwhelmed us,

⁸You have removed my friends from me; You have made me repulsive to them; I am confined and cannot escape.

¹¹My beloved and friends shun my disease, and my kinsmen stand at a distance.

¹²His troops advance together; they construct a ramp against me and encamp around my tent.

¹³He has removed my brothers from me; my acquaintances have abandoned me.

¹¹Among all my enemies I am a disgrace, and among my neighbors even more. I am dreaded by my friends—they flee when they see me on the street.