Psalms 88:2 - Compare All Versions

Deildu

GOD, you’re my last chance of the day. I spend the night on my knees before you. Put me on your salvation agenda; take notes on the trouble I’m in. I’ve had my fill of trouble; I’m camped on the edge of hell. I’m written off as a lost cause, one more statistic, a hopeless case. Abandoned as already dead, one more body in a stack of corpses, And not so much as a gravestone— I’m a black hole in oblivion. You’ve dropped me into a bottomless pit, sunk me in a pitch-black abyss. I’m battered senseless by your rage, relentlessly pounded by your waves of anger. You turned my friends against me, made me horrible to them. I’m caught in a maze and can’t find my way out, blinded by tears of pain and frustration.

Let my prayer come before thee: Incline thine ear unto my cry

Let my prayer come before You; Incline Your ear to my cry!

Receive my prayer, and listen to my cry.

Let my prayer enter into thy presence; Incline thine ear unto my cry.

May my prayer come before you; turn your ear to my cry.

Let my prayer come before You; Incline Your ear to my cry.

Let my prayer come before You and enter into Your presence; Incline Your ear to my cry!

Now hear my prayer; listen to my cry.

Please bend down and listen to my sobbing, for my life is riddled with troubles and death is just around the corner!

Let my prayer come before you; incline your ear to my cry!