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O Lord God of hosts, who is like to thee? thou art mighty, O Lord, and thy truth is round about thee.

10 Thou rulest the power of the sea: and appeasest the motion of the waves thereof.

11 Thou hast humbled the proud one, as one that is slain: with the arm of thy strength thou hast scattered thy enemies.

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    my eyes(A) are dim with grief.

I call(B) to you, Lord, every day;
    I spread out my hands(C) to you.
10 Do you show your wonders to the dead?
    Do their spirits rise up and praise you?(D)
11 Is your love declared in the grave,
    your faithfulness(E) in Destruction[a]?

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 88:11 Hebrew Abaddon

Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: Lord, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.

10 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.

11 Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?

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