| 2 O Lord, my God, I call for help by day; before you I cry out by night. | |
| 3 May my prayer come to you; incline your ear to my cry for help. | |
| 4 My soul is deeply troubled; my life draws near to the grave. | |
| 5 I am like those without strength. Counted among those going down into the pit – | |
| 6 I lie forsaken among the dead, like those lying in the grave, like those you remember no more, cut off from your care. | |
| 7 You have plunged me into the darkest depths of the pit. | |
| 8 With your wrath heavy upon me, you have battered me with all your waves. | |
| 9 You have taken away my closest friends; you have made me repulsive to them. I cannot escape from my confinement. | |
| 10 My eyes have grown dim with grief; spreading out my hands to you, I call upon you every day, O Lord. | |
| 11 Are your wonders meant for the dead? Will ghosts rise to give you thanks? | |
| 12 Is your love and faithfulness remembered among those gone to the netherworld? | |
| 13 Are your wonders known in the dark, your salvation in the land of oblivion? | |
| 14 But to you, O Lord, I cry for help; every morning I pray to you. | |
| 15 O Lord, why do you reject me, why do you hide your face? | |
| 16 Afflicted and close to death from youth, I have suffered terrors and helplessness. | |
| 17 Your wrath has swept over me; your assaults have destroyed me. | |
| 18 Now they surround me like a flood; and completely engulf me. | |
| 19 Bereft of loved ones and now alone, only darkness is my companion. | |
