Psalms 88:5-10

⁵My home is among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom you remember no more cut off as they are from your hand.

⁶In the deepest pit you have put me, in shadows deep and dark.

⁷Your wrath lies heavy upon me, waves of your anger roll over me. Selah

⁸You have put my friends far from me, you have made them shun me. I am shut in, and cannot escape,

⁹my eyes are wasted with sorrow. I call on you, Lord, every day, spreading my hands out to you.

¹⁰For the dead can you work wonders? Can the shades rise again to praise you? Selah