Psalms 88:2-5

²Let my supplication come before thee; Incline thine ear to my cry!

³For my soul is full of misery, And my life draweth near to the underworld.

⁴I am counted with those who are going down to the pit; I am like one who hath no strength.

⁵I am left to myself among the dead, Like the slain who lie in the grave, Whom thou no more rememberest, And who are cut off from thy protecting hand.