5 For there is no mention of You in death; In Sheol who will give You thanks?
6 I am weary with my sighing; Every night I make my bed swim, I dissolve my couch with my tears.
7 My eye has wasted away with grief; It has become old because of all my adversaries.
8 Depart from me, all you who do iniquity, For the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping.
9 The Lord has heard my supplication, The Lord receives my prayer.
10 All my enemies will be ashamed and greatly dismayed; They shall turn back, they will suddenly be ashamed.