Psalms 88:1-8

¹O Lord my God, I cry for help in the day-time, in the night my cry is before you;

²let my prayer come into your presence, incline your ear to my cry.

³For I am sated with sorrow, my life draws near to Sheol.

⁴I am counted with those who go down to the pit; without strength am I.

⁵My home is amongst the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom you remember no more cut off as they are from your hand.

⁶In the deepest pit you have put me, in shadows deep and dark.

⁷Your wrath lies heavy upon me, waves of your anger roll over me. Selah

⁸You have put my friends far from me, you have made them shun me. I am shut in, and cannot escape,