Psalm 88

I am engulfed in troubled waters
I am drowning in my tears
I cry out to you night and day
Deliver me Lord from all my fears

I am surrounded by deep darkness
And troubles fill my soul
I am adrift among the dead
And the blackness has swallowed me whole

My friends are gone, I'm all alone
I am laid down in the lowest pit
I have no strength I cannot stand
Upon shards of pottery I now sit

I cannot praise you from the grave
Do you work wonders for the dead?
It was for me you came to save
It was for me you died and bled

poem by Frank McEleny
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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