| | 1 | A Song. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. To the Chief Musician. Set to 'Mahalath Leannoth.' A Contemplation of Heman the Ezrahite. O LORD, God of my salvation, I have cried out day and night before You. | |
| | 2 | Let my prayer come before You; Incline Your ear to my cry. | |
| | 3 | For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draws near to the grave. | |
| | 4 | I am counted with those who go down to the pit; I am like a man who has no strength, | |
| | 5 | Adrift among the dead, Like the slain who lie in the grave, Whom You remember no more, And who are cut off from Your hand. | |
| | 6 | You have laid me in the lowest pit, In darkness, in the depths. | |
| | 7 | Your wrath lies heavy upon me, And You have afflicted me with all Your waves. Selah | |
| | 8 | You have put away my acquaintances far from me; You have made me an abomination to them; I am shut up, and I cannot get out; | |
| | 9 | My eye wastes away because of affliction. LORD, I have called daily upon You; I have stretched out my hands to You. | |
| | 10 | Will You work wonders for the dead? Shall the dead arise and praise You? Selah | |
| | 11 | Shall Your lovingkindness be declared in the grave? Or Your faithfulness in the place of destruction? | |
| | 12 | Shall Your wonders be known in the dark? And Your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness? | |
| | 13 | But to You I have cried out, O LORD, And in the morning my prayer comes before You. | |
| | 14 | LORD, why do You cast off my soul? Why do You hide Your face from me? | |
| | 15 | I have been afflicted and ready to die from my youth; I suffer Your terrors; I am distraught. | |
| | 16 | Your fierce wrath has gone over me; Your terrors have cut me off. | |
| | 17 | They came around me all day long like water; They engulfed me altogether. | |
| | 18 | Loved one and friend You have put far from me, And my acquaintances into darkness. | |
