O lord God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee:
Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?
Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine ear unto my cry;
Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
But unto thee have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee.
I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
LORD, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?
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.
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.
Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.
They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together.
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.
Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, and mine acquaintance into darkness.
Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.
Song of Solomon
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Phroneo - fron-eh'-oh;
To have understanding, to feel, to think