Psalms 88:15 · KJV
“I {am} afflicted and ready to die from {my} youth up: {while} I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.”
— Psalms 88:15
LORD, why castest thou off my soul? {why} hidest thou thy face from me?
Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
Psalms 88 — Context
But unto thee have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee.
14LORD, why castest thou off my soul? {why} hidest thou thy face from me?
15I {am} afflicted and ready to die from {my} youth up: {while} I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
16Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
17They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together. {daily: or, all the day}
Cross References
Job 6:4
For the arrows of the Almighty {are} within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
Luke 22:44
And being in an agony he prayed more earnestly: and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground.
Psalms 73:14
For all the day long have I been plagued, and chastened every morning. {chastened: Heb. my chastisement was}
Isaiah 53:10
Yet it pleased the LORD to bruise him; he hath put {him} to grief: when thou shalt make his soul an offering for sin, he shall see {his} seed, he shall prolong {his} days, and the pleasure of the LORD shall prosper in his hand. {thou...: or, his soul shall make an offering}
Job 7:11-16
Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
Zechariah 13:7
Awake, O sword, against my shepherd, and against the man {that is} my fellow, saith the LORD of hosts: smite the shepherd, and the sheep shall be scattered: and I will turn mine hand upon the little ones.
Isaiah 53:3
He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were {our} faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not. {we hid...: or, he hid as it were his face from us: Heb. as an hiding of faces from him, or, from us}
Job 17:1
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves {are ready} for me. {breath...: or, spirit is spent}