Mine eye, hath dimmed through affliction; I have called upon thee, O Yahweh, all day long, I have spread out, unto thee, my hands.

O Yahweh, God of my salvation, By day, have I made outcry, In the night, also before thee.

For my soul, is sated with misfortunes, And, my life - unto Hades, hath drawn near;

For the dead, wilt thou perform a wonder? Or shall, the shades, arising, give thee thanks? Selah.

Shall Thy lovingkindness be recounted in the grave? Thy faithfulness, in destruction?

But, I, unto thee, O Yahweh, have cried for help, And, in the morning, my prayer will confront thee!

Among the dead, is my couch, - Like the slain that lie in the grave, Where thou rememberest them no more, Yea, they, from thy hand, are cut off;

Thou hast far removed mine acquaintances from me, - Thou hast made me an abomination unto them, Shut up, and I cannot go forth!

Thou hast laid me, In the lowest pit, In dark places, In the deeps:

I am counted with them who descend into the pit, I have become as a man that is without help;

Thou hast far removed from me, lover and friend, Mine acquaintances, are in darkness.

Upon me, hath rested thine indignation, And, with all thy breakers, hast thou caused affliction. Selah.

Afflicted have I been, and dying, from youth, I have borne the terror of thee - I shall be distracted!

Over me, have passed thy bursts of burning anger, The alarms of thee have put an end to me;

Wherefore, O Yahweh, shouldst thou reject my soul? shouldst thou hide thy face from me?

Shall any wonder of thine, be known in the dark? Or, thy righteousness, in the land of forgetfulness?

They have surrounded me like waters, all the day, They have come circling against me together: