5 For there is no remembrance of You in death;who can thank You in Sheol?
6 I am weary from my groaning; with my tears I dampen my pillow and drench my bed every night.
7 My eyes are swollen from grief; they grow old because of all my enemies.
8 Depart from me, all evildoers,for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping.
9 The Lord has heard my plea for help; the Lord accepts my prayer.
10 All my enemies will be ashamed and shake with terror;they will turn back and suddenly be disgraced.