set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more.
They are cut off from your hand.
You have laid me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.
Your wrath lies heavily on me.
You have afflicted me with all your waves.
Selah.
You have taken my friends from me.
You have made me an abomination to them.
I am confined, and I can’t escape.
My eyes are dim from grief.
I have called on you daily, LORD.
I have spread out my hands to you.