3For my soul is full of evils, and my life has come near to the underworld.
4I am numbered among those who go down into the earth; I have become like a man for whom there is no help:
5My soul is among the dead, like those in the underworld, to whom you give no more thought; for they are cut off from your care.
6You have put me in the lowest deep, even in dark places.
7The weight of your wrath is crushing me, all your waves have overcome me. (Selah.)
8You have sent my friends far away from me; you have made me a disgusting thing in their eyes: I am shut up, and not able to come out.
9My eyes are wasting away because of my trouble: Lord, my cry has gone up to you every day, my hands are stretched out to you.
10Will you do works of wonder for the dead? will the shades come back to give you praise? (Selah.)
11Will the story of your mercy be given in the house of the dead? will news of your faith come to the place of destruction?
12May there be knowledge of your wonders in the dark? or of your righteousness where memory is dead?
13But to you did I send up my cry, O Lord; in the morning my prayer came before you.