Psalms 88:9-16

⁹My eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands to thee.

¹⁰Wilt thou show wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.

¹¹Shall thy loving-kindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?

¹²Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?

¹³But to thee have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer come before thee.

¹⁴LORD, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?

¹⁵I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.

¹⁶Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.