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Chapter 88
Psal | NHEB | 88:5 | set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand. | |
Psal | NHEB | 88:8 | You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can't escape. | |
Psal | NHEB | 88:9 | My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Lord. I have spread out my hands to you. | |
Psal | NHEB | 88:12 | Are your wonders made known in the dark? Or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness? | |
Psal | NHEB | 88:15 | I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted. | |