1: Yahweh, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you. 2: Let my prayer enter into your presence. Turn your ear to my cry. 3: For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol. 4: I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help, 5: set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand. 6: You have laid me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths. 7: Your wrath lies heavily on me. You have afflicted me with all your waves. Selah. 8: You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can't escape. 9: My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you. 10: Do you show wonders to the dead? Do the dead rise up and praise you? Selah. 11: Is your loving kindness declared in the grave? Or your faithfulness in Destruction? 12: Are your wonders made known in the dark? Or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness? 13: But to you, Yahweh, I have cried. In the morning, my prayer comes before you. 14: Yahweh, why do you reject my soul? Why do you hide your face from me? 15: I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted. 16: Your fierce wrath has gone over me. Your terrors have cut me off. 17: They came around me like water all day long. They completely engulfed me. 18: You have put lover and friend far from me, and my friends into darkness. Psalm 89 A contemplation by Ethan, the Ezrahite.