Psalms 88:2-5

²(88:3) Let my prayer come unto thy presence; incline thy ear unto my entreaty.

³(88:4) For my soul is sated with troubles; and my life draweth nigh unto the nether world.

⁴(88:5) I am counted with those that descend into the pit; I am become as a man without vigor:

⁵(88:6) Free among the dead, like the slain that dwell in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more; and those that are cut off by thy hand.