Psalm 88:3 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

For troubles great do fill my soul; my life draws nigh the grave.

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For my soul is full of troubles: And my life draweth nigh unto the grave.

For I am full of troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol (the place of the dead).

For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.

because my whole being is filled with distress; my life is at the very brink of hell.

For you have said: Mercy will be built in the heavens, unto eternity. Your truth will be prepared there.

For thou hast said: Mercy shall be built up for ever in the heavens: thy truth shall be prepared in them.

All kind of meat their soul abhors; they to death's gates draw near.

They mount to heav'n, then to the depths they do go down again; Their soul doth faint and melt away with trouble and with pain.

Lord, hear the right, attend my cry, unto my pray'r give heed, That doth not in hypocrisy from feigned lips proceed.

I in my trouble sought the Lord, my sore by night did run, And ceased not; my grieved soul did consolation shun.

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