Psalms 88:4

²  Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine ear unto my cry;

³  For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.

⁴  I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:

⁵  Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.

⁶  Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.