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Scripture Context
Psalms 88:2 - Psalms 88:12
2 Let my prayer come before thee; incline thine ear unto my cry;
3 For my soul is full of troubles; and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
4 I am counted with them that go down into the pit; I am as a man that hath no strength;
5 Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more; and they are cut off from thy hand.
6 Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.
7 Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.
8 Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them; I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
9 Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction; Lord, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
10 Wilt thou show wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.
11 Shall thy loving-kindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?
12 Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?