12 Is your mercy proclaimed in the grave,your faithfulness among those who have perished?
13 Are your marvels declared in the darkness,your righteous deeds in the land of oblivion?
14 But I cry out to you, Lord;in the morning my prayer comes before you.
15 Why do you reject my soul, Lord,and hide your face from me?
16 I have been mortally afflicted since youth;I have borne your terrors and I am made numb.
17 Your wrath has swept over me;your terrors have destroyed me.
18 All day they surge round like a flood;from every side they encircle me.