9 My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you.
10 Do you show wonders to the dead? Do the dead rise up and praise you? Selah.
11 Is your loving kindness declared in the grave? Or your faithfulness in Destruction?
12 Are your wonders made known in the dark? Or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
13 But to you, Yahweh, I have cried. In the morning, my prayer comes before you.
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