Psalm 88:11
Verse 11 of 18. The 88th of 150 chapters in Psalms, in Poetry and Wisdom.
7Your wrath lies heavily on me. You have afflicted me with all your waves. Selah.
8You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can’t escape.
9My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, LORD. I have spread out my hands to you.
10Do you show wonders to the dead? Do the departed spirits rise up and praise you? Selah.
11Is your loving kindness declared in the grave? Or your faithfulness in Destruction?
12Are your wonders made known in the dark? Or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
13But to you, LORD, I have cried. In the morning, my prayer comes before you.
14LORD, why do you reject my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?
15I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.
World English Bible. Public domain. Set as prose throughout, including the poetry, because the text is published to us without its lines.