8You have made my friends avoid me by making me look repulsive to them. I'm trapped, I can't go out.
9I've cried my eyes out begging you every day for your help, Lord, holding out my hands to you.
10Do you do miracles among the dead? Do the dead stand up to praise you? Selah.
11Your faithful love—is it mentioned in the grave? Your trustworthiness—is it discussed in the place of destruction?