Psalm 87 Christianity. Orthodoxy. Catholicism. Sense of life. Prayers.
If I speak with the languages of men and of angels, but don't have love, I have become sounding brass, or a clanging cymbal.                If I have the gift of prophecy, and know all mysteries and all knowledge; and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but don't have love, I am nothing.                If I dole out all my goods to feed the poor, and if I give my body to be burned, but don't have love, it profits me nothing.                Love is patient and is kind; love doesn't envy. Love doesn't brag, is not proud, doesn't behave itself inappropriately, doesn't seek its own way, is not provoked, takes no account of evil; doesn't rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will be done away with.               
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Psalm 87
   

O Lord, God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before Thee. O let my prayer enter into Thy presence, incline Thine ear to my petition. For my soul is full of trouble; and my life has drawn near to hell. I am counted with those who go down into the pit; I have become as a man without help, free among the dead. Like those who are wounded and lie in the grave, whom Thou rememberest no more, and they are cut off from Thy hand. Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in the places of darkness and in the shadow of death. Thy wrath presses upon me, and all Thy waves Thou hast brought upon me. Thou hast put away my acquaintances far from me, and made me an abomination to them. I was delivered up and could not get out; my eyes failed from poverty. Lord, I have cried all day to Thee, I have stretched out my hands to Thee. Wilt Thou work wonders among the dead, or will physicians rise up and praise Thee? Will anyone in the grave tell of Thy mercy, and Thy truth in destruction? Will Thy wonders be known in the dark, and Thy justice in the land of oblivion? But to Thee have I cried, O Lord; and early shall my prayer come before Thee. Lord, why dost Thou reject my soul, and turn Thy face from me? I am poor and in trouble from my youth; but having been exalted, I have been humbled and perplexed. Thy wrath has gone over me, and Thy terrors have disquieted me. They came round me like water all day long, and at once overwhelmed me. Thou hast put far from me friend and neighbour, and my acquaintances because of my misery.

(And again)
O Lord, God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before Thee. O let my prayer enter into Thy presence, incline Thine ear to my petition.

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