1 O Lord God of my salvation, I have cried by day and in the night before thee. 2 Let my prayer come in before thee; incline thine ear to my supplication, O Lord.
3 For my soul is filled with troubles, and my life has drawn nigh to Hades. 4 I have been reckoned with them that go down to the pit; I became as a man without help; 5 free among the dead, as the slain ones cast out, who sleep in the tomb; whom thou rememberest no more; and they are rejected from thy hand. 5 They laid me in the lowest pit, in dark places, and in the shadow of death. 7 Thy wrath has pressed heavily upon me, and thou hast brought upon me all thy billows. Pause. 8 Thou hast removed my acquaintance far from me; they have made me an abomination to themselves; I have been delivered up, and have not gone forth. 9 Mine eyes are dimmed from poverty; but I cried to thee, O Lord, all the day; I spread forth my hands to thee.