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?