4 For my soul is full of evils, and my life has come near to the underworld.
5 I am numbered among those who go down into the earth; I have become like a man for whom there is no help:
6 My soul is among the dead, like those in the underworld, to whom you give no more thought; for they are cut off from your care.
7 You have put me in the lowest deep, even in dark places.
8 The weight of your wrath is crushing me, all your waves have overcome me. (Selah.)
9 You have sent my friends far away from me; you have made me a disgusting thing in their eyes: I am shut up, and not able to come out.
10 My eyes are wasting away because of my trouble: Lord, my cry has gone up to you every day, my hands are stretched out to you.
