O LORD, the God who saves me,1 day and night I cry out2 before you.
May my prayer come before you; turn your ear to my cry.
For my soul is full of trouble3 and my life draws near the grave.a44
I am counted among those who go down to the pit;5 I am like a man without strength.65
I am set apart with the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more, who are cut off7 from your care.
You have put me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.87
Your wrath9 lies heavily upon me; you have overwhelmed me with all your waves.10 "Selah"
You have taken from me my closest friends11 and have made me repulsive to them. I am confined12 and cannot escape;139
my eyes14 are dim with grief. I call15 to you, O LORD, every day; I spread out my hands16 to you.