2 Let my prayer come before you: incline your ear unto my cry;
3 For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draws near unto the grave.
4 I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that has no strength:
5 Adrift among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom you remember no more: and they are cut off from your hand.
6 You have laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deep.
7 Your anger lies hard upon me, and you have afflicted me with all your waves. Selah.
8 You have put away my acquaintance far from me; you have made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.