13I cry for help to you, in the morning my prayer comes before you.
14Why, O Lord, do you spurn me, and hide your face from me?
15From my youth I am wretched and dying, I am numbed by the terrors I bear.
16The fires of your wrath have passed over me, your terrors destroy me,
17surging around me forever, hemming me in altogether.
18Those who love me you put far from me; the dark is my only friend.
Psalms 88
Psalms 88:13-18