Psalms 88:3
For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol.
Berean Standard Bible
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Study note
Setting — The psalmist addresses God directly, describing his condition immediately after pleading for divine attention to his cry. He positions himself at the threshold of death, transitioning from active suffering to imminent descent.
The words — The Hebrew שָֽׂבְעָה (sa.ve.'Ah) literally means "it is surfeited," depicting the soul as glutted with affliction. The verb הִגִּיעוּ (hi.gi.'u) with לִ/שְׁא֥וֹל (li/sh.'ol) states that life "has reached" the realm of the dead.
The thread — The motif of being filled to the point of exhaustion appears in Psalms 107:18 and Lamentations 3:15, where physical revulsion and bitter intoxication mirror spiritual depletion. Mark 14:33 applies the same language of deep distress to Jesus in Gethsemane.
Why it lands — The text demands acknowledgment that prolonged suffering can exhaust the will to pray, leaving only a factual report of approaching death. It requires the reader to accept divine presence as the only response when human strength and hope are fully depleted.
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The Hebrew words
King James Version
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
Cross-references
- Psalms 107:18 They loathed all food and drew near to the gates of death.
- Lamentations 3:15 He has filled me with bitterness; He has intoxicated me with wormwood.
- Mark 14:33 He took with Him Peter, James, and John, and began to be deeply troubled and distressed.
- Job 6:2 “If only my grief could be weighed and placed with my calamity on the scales.
- Job 33:22 He draws near to the Pit, and his life to the messengers of death.
- Psalms 69:17 Hide not Your face from Your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me quickly!
- Psalms 77:2 In the day of trouble I sought the Lord; through the night my outstretched hands did not grow weary; my soul refused to be comforted.
- Psalms 88:14 Why, O LORD, do You reject me? Why do You hide Your face from me?
- Psalms 107:26 They mounted up to the heavens, then sunk to the depths; their courage melted in their anguish.
- Psalms 143:3 For the enemy has pursued my soul, crushing my life to the ground, making me dwell in darkness like those long since dead.