1 O LORD God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee;

2 Let my prayer come before thee; incline thine ear unto my supplication;

3 For my soul is full of troubles and my life draws near to Sheol.

4 I am counted with them that go down into the pit; I am like a man who has no strength;

5 Like a nobleman abandoned among the dead, like the slain that lie down in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more; they are lost to thee.

6 Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the shadow of death.

7 Thy wrath rests hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves.

8 Thou hast put away mine acquaintances far from me; thou hast made me an abomination to them; I am shut up and I cannot come forth.

9 Mine eyes are weakened from weeping; LORD, I have called daily upon thee; I have stretched out my hands to thee.

10 Behold thou wilt show wonders to the dead; the mighty ones shall rise and praise thee.

11 They that are in the graves shall declare thy lovingkindness, and thy faithfulness in destruction.

12 Thy wonders shall be known in the dark, and thy righteousness in the land that has been forsaken.

13 But to thee have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer come early before thee.

14 O LORD, forsake not my soul, and turn not thy face from me.

15 I am poor and afflicted from my youth; I have been proud, but now I am humbled and crushed.

16 Thy fierce wrath goes over me; thy terrors have silenced me.

17 They came round about me daily like water; they set themselves in array against me.

18 Friends and neighbors thou hast put far from me, and mine acquaintances thou hast kept away from me.