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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?(A)
Selah

III

12 Is your mercy proclaimed in the grave,
    your faithfulness among those who have perished?[b]

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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.
  2. 88:12 Perished: lit., “Abaddon,” the deepest part of Sheol.