Psalm 88

O Lord, God of my salvation, • I have cried day and night before you. 

Let my prayer come into your presence; • incline your ear to my cry. 

For my soul is full of troubles; • my life draws near to the land of death. 

I am counted as one gone down to the Pit; • I am like one that has no strength, 

Lost among the dead, • like the slain who lie in the grave, 

Whom you remember no more, • for they are cut off from your hand. 

You have laid me in the lowest pit, • in a place of darkness in the abyss. 

Your anger lies heavy upon me, • and you have afflicted me with all your waves. 

You have put my friends far from me • and made me to be abhorred by them. 

I am so fast in prison that I cannot get free; • my eyes fail from all my trouble. 

Lord, I have called daily upon you; • I have stretched out my hands to you. 

Do you work wonders for the dead? • Will the shades stand up and praise you? 

Shall your loving-kindness be declared in the grave, • your faithfulness in the land of destruction? 

Shall your wonders be known in the dark • or your righteous deeds in the land where all is forgotten? 

But as for me, O Lord, I will cry to you; • early in the morning my prayer shall come before you. 

Lord, why have you rejected my soul? • Why have you hidden your face from me?  

I have been wretched and at the point of death from my youth; • I suffer your terrors and am no more seen. 

Your wrath sweeps over me; • your horrors are come to destroy me; 

All day long they come about me like water; • they close me in on every side. 

Lover and friend have you put far from me • and hid my companions out of my sight.

Psalm 13

How long will you forget me, O Lord; for ever? • How long will you hide your face from me? 

How long shall I have anguish in my soul and grief in my heart, day after day? • How long shall my enemy triumph over me?

Look upon me and answer, O Lord my God; • lighten my eyes, lest I sleep in death; 

Lest my enemy say, 'I have prevailed against him,' • and my foes rejoice that I have fallen. 

But I put my trust in your steadfast love; • my heart will rejoice in your salvation.  

I will sing to the Lord, • for he has dealt so bountifully with me.

Psalm 128

Blessed are all those who fear the Lord, • and walk in his ways. 

You shall eat the fruit of the toil of your hands; • it shall go well with you, and happy shall you be. 

Your wife within your house shall be like a fruitful vine; • your children round your table, like fresh olive branches. 

Thus shall the one be blest • who fears the Lord.  

The Lord from out of Zion bless you, • that you may see Jerusalem in prosperity all the days of your life. 

May you see your children's children, • and may there be peace upon Israel .