Psalm 88: 3-5, 9
3 I am overwhelmed with troubles
and my life draws near to death.
4 I am counted among those who go down to the pit;
I am like one without strength.
5 I am set apart with the dead,
like the slain who lie in the grave,
whom you remember no more,
who are cut off from your care.
9 my eyes are dim with grief.
I call to you, LORD, every day;
I spread out my hands to you.
And here is the rest of it.
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