My eyes are dim from grief.
I have called on you daily, LORD.
I have spread out my hands to you.
My eyes are dim from grief.
I have called on you daily, LORD.
I have spread out my hands to you.
Psalms 88:6–12
You have laid me in the lowest pit,
in the darkest depths.
You have taken my friends from me.
You have made me an abomination to them.
I am confined, and I can’t escape.
My eyes are dim from grief.
I have called on you daily, LORD.
I have spread out my hands to you.
Do you show wonders to the dead?
Do the departed spirits rise up and praise you? Selah.
Is your loving kindness declared in the grave?
Or your faithfulness in Destruction?
Are your wonders made known in the dark?
Or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
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