A Song. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. To the Chief Musician. Set to “Mahalath Leannoth.” A [a]Contemplation of Heman the Ezrahite.
1 O Lord, God of my salvation,
I have cried out day and night before You.
[b]Incline Your ear to my cry.
And my life draws near to the grave.
I am like a man who has no strength,
Like the slain who lie in the grave,
Whom You remember no more,
And who are cut off from Your hand.
In darkness, in the depths.
And You have afflicted me with all Your waves. Selah
You have made me an abomination to them;
I am shut up, and I cannot get out;
Lord, I have called daily upon You;
I have stretched out my hands to You.
Shall [f]the dead arise and praise You? Selah
Or Your faithfulness in the place of destruction?
And Your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
And in the morning my prayer comes before You.
Why do You hide Your face from me?
I suffer Your terrors;
I am distraught.
Your terrors have [g]cut me off.
They engulfed me altogether.
And my acquaintances into darkness.