Psalm 88:15 - New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021

¹⁵ Wretched and close to death from my youth up, I suffer your terrors; I am desperate.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

¹⁵ I am afflicted and ready to die From my youth up: While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

¹⁵ I was afflicted and close to death from my youth up; while I suffer Your terrors I am distracted [I faint].

American Standard Version (1901)

¹⁵ I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.

Common English Bible

¹⁵ Since I was young I’ve been afflicted, I’ve been dying. I’ve endured your terrors. I’m lifeless.

Catholic Public Domain Version

¹⁵ Justice and judgment are the preparation of your throne. Mercy and truth will precede your face.

Psalm 88:15 Cross References

Job 6:4

For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.

Luke 22:44

In his anguish he prayed more earnestly, and his sweat became like great drops of blood falling down on the ground.]]

Isaiah 53:10

Yet it was the will of the Lord to crush him with affliction. When you make his life an offering for sin, he shall see his offspring and shall prolong his days; through him the will of the Lord shall prosper.

Psalm 73:14

For all day long I have been plagued and am punished every morning.

Zechariah 13:7

“Awake, O sword, against my shepherd, against the man who is my associate,” says the Lord of hosts. “Strike the shepherd, that the sheep may be scattered; I will turn my hand against the little ones.

Isaiah 53:3

He was despised and rejected by others; a man of suffering and acquainted with infirmity, and as one from whom others hide their faces he was despised, and we held him of no account.

Job 17:1

“My spirit is broken; my days are extinct; the grave is ready for me.

Job 30:20

I cry to you, and you do not answer me; I stand, and you merely look at me.

Psalm 43:2

For you are the God in whom I take refuge; why have you cast me off? Why must I walk about mournfully because of the oppression of the enemy?

Psalm 44:25

For we sink down to the dust; our bodies cling to the ground.