8 You’ve made my friends distant.You’ve made me disgusting to them.I can’t escape. I’m trapped!
9 My eyes are tired of looking at my suffering.I’ve been calling out to you every day, Lord—I’ve had my hands outstretched to you!
10 Do you work wonders for the dead?Do ghosts rise up and give you thanks? Selah
11 Is your faithful love proclaimed in the grave,your faithfulness in the underworld?
12 Are your wonders known in the land of darkness,your righteousness in the land of oblivion?
13 But I cry out to you, Lord!My prayer meets you first thing in the morning!
14 Why do you reject my very being, Lord?Why do you hide your face from me?