Psalms 88:3-12

³For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.

⁴I am counted amongst those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,

⁵set apart amongst the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.

⁶You have laid me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.

⁷Your wrath lies heavily on me. You have afflicted me with all your waves. Selah.

⁸You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can’t escape.

⁹My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, LORD. I have spread out my hands to you.

¹⁰Do you show wonders to the dead? Do the departed spirits rise up and praise you? Selah.

¹¹Is your loving kindness declared in the grave? Or your faithfulness in Destruction?

¹²Are your wonders made known in the dark? Or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?