1O Lord God of my salvation, I cry day and night before thee.
2Let my prayer enter into thy presence: incline thine ear unto my cry.
3For my soul is filled with evils, and my life draweth near to the grave.
4I am counted among them that go down unto the pit, and am as a man without strength,
5Free among the dead, like the slain laying in the grave, when thou rememberest no more, and they are cut off from thy hand.
6Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, and in the deep.
7Thine indignation lieth upon me, and thou hast vexed me with all thy waves. Selah.
8Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me, and made me to be abhorred of them: I am shut up, and cannot get forth.
9Mine eye is sorrowful through mine affliction: Lord, I call daily upon thee: I stretch out mine hands unto thee.
10Wilt thou show a miracle to the dead? or shall the dead rise and praise thee? Selah.
11Shall thy loving kindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?
12Shall thy wondrous works be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of oblivion?
13But unto thee, have I cried, O Lord, and early shall my prayer come before thee.
14Lord, why dost thou reject my soul, and hidest thy face from me?
15I am afflicted and at the point of death: from my youth I suffer thy terrors, doubting of my life.
16Thine indignations go over me, and thy fear hath cut me off.
17They came round about me daily like water, and compassed me together.
18My lovers and friends hast thou put away from me, and mine acquaintance hid themselves.