1OH Yahvah, God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you;
2Let my prayer come before you; incline your ear to my supplication;
3For my soul is full of troubles and my life draws near to Sheol.
4I am counted with those who go down into the pit; I am like a man who has no strength;
5Like a nobleman abandoned among the dead, like the slain that lie down in the grave, whom you do not remember any longer; they are lost to you.
6You have laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the shadow of death.
7Your wrath rests hard on me, and you have afflicted me with all your waves.
8You have put away my acquaintances far from me; you have made me an abomination to them; I am shut up and I cannot come out.
9My eyes are weakened from weeping; Yahvah, I have called daily on you; I have stretched out my hands to you.
10Look you will show wonders to the dead; the mighty ones will rise and praise you. 11Those who are in the graves will declare your lovingkindness, and your faithfulness in destruction. 12Your wonders will be known in the dark, and your righteousness in the land that has been forsaken. 13But to you I have cried, oh Yahvah; and early in the morning will my prayer come before you. 14Oh Yahvah, do not forsake my soul, and do not turn your face from me. 15I am poor and afflicted from my youth; I have been proud, but now I am humbled and crushed. 16Your fierce wrath goes over me; your terrors have silenced me. 17They came around me daily like water; they set themselves in array against me. 18Friends and neighbors you have put far from me, and my acquaintances you have kept away from me.