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.
9 My eye mourns by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon you, I have stretched out my hands unto you.
10 Will you show wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise you? Selah.
11 Shall your lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or your faithfulness in destruction?
12 Shall your wonders be known in the dark? and your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
13 But unto you have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer come before you.