12Whether thy marvels shall be known in darknesses; and thy right-fulness or rightwiseness in the land of forgetting?
13And, Lord, I cried to thee; and early my prayer shall before come to thee.
14Lord, why puttest thou away my prayer; thou turnest away thy face from me?
15I am poor, and in travails from my youth; soothly I am enhanced, and I am made low, and troubled.
16Thy wraths passed on me; and thy dreads troubled me.
17They encompassed me as water all day; they encompassed me altogether.