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[A song or Psalme for the sonnes of Korah, to the chiefe Musician vpon Mahalath Leannoth, Maschil of Heman the Ezrahite.] O Lord God of my saluation, I haue cried day and night before thee.

Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine eare vnto my cry.

For my soule is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh vnto the graue.

I am counted with them that go downe into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength.

Free among the dead, like the slaine that lie in the graue, whom thou remembrest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.

Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit: in darkenesse, in the deepes.

Thy wrath lieth hard vpon me: and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waues. Selah.

Thou hast put away mine acquaintance farre from mee: thou hast made me an abomination vnto them: I am shut vp, and I cannot come forth.

Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction, Lord, I haue called daily vpon thee: I haue stretched out my hands vnto thee.

Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shal the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.

Shall thy louing kindnesse be declared in the graue? or thy faithfulnesse in destruction?

Shall thy wonders be knowen in the darke? and thy righteousnesse in the land of forgetfulnesse?

But vnto thee haue I cried, O Lord, and in the morning shall my prayer preuent thee.

Lord, why castest thou off my soule? why hidest thou thy face from me?

I am afflicted and ready to die, from my youth vp: while I suffer thy terrours, I am distracted.

Thy fierce wrath goeth ouer me: thy terrours haue cut me off.

They came round about mee daily like water: they compassed mee about together.

Louer and friend hast thou put farre from me: and mine acquaintance into darkenesse.