God of my salvation, I have cried before You, Day and night my prayer seeks Your ear. I am counted with the ones descending, Like a man whose strength has disappeared. You have laid me in the lowest pit, In the darkness, in the deep. Waves of anger pass above me; Friends and neighbors turn from me. My eye mourns under every affliction. Daily I extend my hands to You. Do the dead arise to sing Your wonders? Is Your faithfulness declared within the grave? Lord, I call to You each morning, Yet terror has surrounded every side. Lover, friend, and neighbor are removed; Darkness is my closest friend.