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II

Because of you my acquaintances shun me;
    you make me loathsome to them;(A)
Caged in, I cannot escape;
10     my eyes grow dim from trouble.

All day I call on you, Lord;
    I stretch out my hands to you.
11 [a]Do you work wonders for the dead?
    Do the shades arise and praise you?(B)
Selah

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Footnotes

  1. 88:11–13 The psalmist seeks to persuade God to act out of concern for divine honor: the shades give you no worship, so keep me alive to offer you praise.

    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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  1. Psalm 88:11 Hebrew Abaddon