9 You have sent my acquaintances far from me.They have set me as an abomination to themselves.I was handed over, yet I did not depart.
10 My eyes languished before destitution.All day long, I cried out to you, O Lord.I stretched out my hands to you.
11 Will you perform wonders for the dead?Or will physicians raise to life, and so confess to you?
12 Could anyone declare your mercy in the sepulcher,or your truth from within perdition?
13 Will your wonders be known in the darkness,or your justice in the land of oblivion?
Share this page