Psalms 88:9-16

⁹Mine eye hath grieved because of affliction, I called Thee, O Jehovah, all the day, I have spread out unto Thee my hands.

¹⁰To the dead dost Thou do wonders? Do Rephaim rise? do they thank Thee? Selah.

¹¹Is Thy kindness recounted in the grave? Thy faithfulness in destruction?

¹²Are Thy wonders known in the darkness? And Thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?

¹³And I, unto Thee, O Jehovah, I have cried, And in the morning doth my prayer come before Thee.

¹⁴Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy face from me.

¹⁵I am afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Thy terrors — I pine away.

¹⁶Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,