7 Your rage lies heavily on me.You make all your waves pound on me. Selah
8 You have taken my friends far away from me.You made me disgusting to them.I’m shut in, and I can’t get out.
9 My eyes grow weak because of my suffering.All day long I call out to you, O Lord.I stretch out my hands to you ⌊in prayer⌋.
10 Will you perform miracles for those who are dead?Will the spirits of the dead rise and give thanks to you? Selah
11 Will anyone tell about your mercy in Sheolor about your faithfulness in Abaddon?
12 Will anyone know about your miracles in that dark placeor about your righteousness in the place where forgotten people live?
13 I cry out to you for help, O Lord,and in the morning my prayer will come into your presence.