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All the commentators of the Bible indicate that Psalm 88 is the saddest psalm of the group.  It is a sad recount of the state of affairs in God’s chosen nation and the result of a life independent of the creator.  He has known nothing other than terror and defeat.  The story is simply that even with the right heart, the writer has paid a price for the sins of the nation.

In our lives, we sometimes are  faced with circumstances that one cannot put a smile on. death, rebellion, sickness, injustice, poverty and abuse happen to the ones that follow God–just as they do to those who do not. We want to make allowance or excuses for why things happen, but, like the psalmist, sometimes it is just horrible.  In those times, however, like the psalmist, we still need to turn to God and not away.  He is still the answer for this life and eternal life with God in Heaven,

There will be a time when we have no more sadness, sickness or sorrow. We will be with God, and see him face to face.  He is God–he knows, controls and directs our paths. Therefore, even when all seems hopeless and lost and there is little good news to spread–in those times; God is still God and he has us in his sight, care and plan.

God Bless You

Lord, you are the God who saves me;
    day and night I cry out to you.
May my prayer come before you;
    turn your ear to my cry.

I am overwhelmed with troubles
    and my life draws near to death.
I am counted among those who go down to the pit;
    I am like one without strength.
I am set apart with the dead,
    like the slain who lie in the grave,
whom you remember no more,
    who are cut off from your care.

You have put me in the lowest pit,
    in the darkest depths.
Your wrath lies heavily on me;
    you have overwhelmed me with all your waves.[d]
You have taken from me my closest friends
    and have made me repulsive to them.
I am confined and cannot escape;
    my eyes are dim with grief.

I call to you, Lord, every day;
    I spread out my hands to you.
10 Do you show your wonders to the dead?
    Do their spirits rise up and praise you?