7 Your anger lies heavy on me,and I am crushed beneath its waves.
8 You have caused my friends to abandon me;you have made me repulsive to them.I am closed in and cannot escape;
9 my eyes are weak from suffering. Lord, every day I call to youand lift my hands to you in prayer.
10 Do you perform miracles for the dead?Do they rise up and praise you?
11 Is your constant love spoken of in the graveor your faithfulness in the place of destruction?
12 Are your miracles seen in that place of darknessor your goodness in the land of the forgotten?
13 Lord, I call to you for help;every morning I pray to you.