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Listen to this chapter • 1:49

[1] O Lord, God of my salvation, I cry out to you by day. I come to you at night.

[2] Now hear my prayer; listen to my cry.

[3] For my life is full of troubles, and death draws near.

[4] I am as good as dead, like a strong man with no strength left.

[5] They have left me among the dead, and I lie like a corpse in a grave. I am forgotten, cut off from your care.

[6] You have thrown me into the lowest pit, into the darkest depths.

[7] Your anger weighs me down; with wave after wave you have engulfed me. Interlude

[8] You have driven my friends away by making me repulsive to them. I am in a trap with no way of escape.

[9] My eyes are blinded by my tears. Each day I beg for your help, O Lord; I lift my hands to you for mercy.

[10] Are your wonderful deeds of any use to the dead? Do the dead rise up and praise you? Interlude

[11] Can those in the grave declare your unfailing love? Can they proclaim your faithfulness in the place of destruction?

[12] Can the darkness speak of your wonderful deeds? Can anyone in the land of forgetfulness talk about your righteousness?

[13] O Lord, I cry out to you. I will keep on pleading day by day.

[14] O Lord, why do you reject me? Why do you turn your face from me?

[15] I have been sick and close to death since my youth. I stand helpless and desperate before your terrors.

[16] Your fierce anger has overwhelmed me. Your terrors have paralyzed me.

[17] They swirl around me like floodwaters all day long. They have engulfed me completely.

[18] You have taken away my companions and loved ones. Darkness is my closest friend.

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