I am counted among those who go down to the pit;1 I am like a man without strength.25
I am set apart with the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more, who are cut off3 from your care.
You have put me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.47
Your wrath5 lies heavily upon me; you have overwhelmed me with all your waves.6 "Selah"
You have taken from me my closest friends7 and have made me repulsive to them. I am confined8 and cannot escape;99
my eyes10 are dim with grief. I call11 to you, O LORD, every day; I spread out my hands12 to you.
Do you show your wonders to the dead? Do those who are dead rise up and praise you?13 "Selah"
Is your love declared in the grave, your faithfulness14 in Destructiona ?
Are your wonders known in the place of darkness, or your righteous deeds in the land of oblivion?
But I cry to you for help,15 O LORD; in the morning16 my prayer comes before you.1714
Why, O LORD, do you reject18 me and hide your face19 from me?