12 Are your wonders known in the place of darkness,or your righteous deeds in the land of oblivion?
13 But I cry to you for help, Lord;in the morning my prayer comes before you.
14 Why, Lord, do you reject meand hide your face from me?
15 From my youth I have suffered and been close to death;I have borne your terrors and am in despair.
16 Your wrath has swept over me;your terrors have destroyed me.
17 All day long they surround me like a flood;they have completely engulfed me.
18 You have taken from me friend and neighbour –darkness is my closest friend.