13 But to thee have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer come before thee.
14 LORD, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?
15 I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
16 Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
17 They came around me daily like water; they encompassed me together.
18 Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, and my acquaintance into darkness.