8You have caused my companions to shun me;
you have made me a thing of horror to them.
I am shut in so that I cannot escape;
9my eye grows dim through sorrow.
Every day I call upon you, O Yahweh;
I spread out my hands to you.
10Do you work wonders for the dead?
Do the shades rise up to praise you?
11Is your steadfast love declared in the grave,
or your faithfulness in Abaddon?
12Are your wonders known in the darkness,
or your saving help in the land of forgetfulness?
13But I, O Yahweh, cry to you;
in the morning my prayer comes before you.
14 O Yahweh, why do you cast me off?
Why do you hide your face from me?
15Afflicted and close to death
from my youth up, I suffer your terrors;
I am helpless.
16Your wrath has swept over me;
your dread assaults destroy me.
17They surround me like a flood all day long;
they close in upon me together.
18You have caused lover and friend to shun me;
my companions are in darkness.
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