A Song or Mizmor for the sons of Qorach, to the chief Musician upon Machalath Leannoth, Maskiyl of Heyman the Ezrachiy.
O Yahuah Elohai of my yeshu`ah, I have cried day and night before you:
Let my prayer come before you: incline your ear unto my cry;
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draws nigh unto She'ol.
I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that has no strength:
Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom you remember no more: and they are cut off from your hand.
You have laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.
Your wrath lies hard upon me, and you have afflicted me with all your waves. Celah.
You have put away my acquaintance far from me; you have made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
My eye mourns by reason of affliction: Yahuah, I have called daily upon you, I have stretched out my hands unto you.
Will you show wonders to the dead? shall the Repha'iym arise and praise you? Celah.
Shall your lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or your faithfulness in destruction?
Shall your wonders be known in the dark? and your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
But unto you have I cried, O Yahuah; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent you.
Yahuah, why do you cast off my soul? why do you hide your face from me?
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer your terrors I am distracted.
Your fierce wrath goes over me; your terrors have cut me off.
They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together.
Lover and friend have you put far from me, and my acquaintance into darkness.