Psalms 143:5 YLT

³  For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.

⁴  And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.

⁵  I have remembered days of old, I have meditated on all Thine acts, On the work of Thy hand I muse.

⁶  I have spread forth my hands unto Thee, My soul 'is' as a weary land for Thee. Selah.

⁷  Haste, answer me, O Jehovah, My spirit hath been consumed, Hide not Thou Thy face from me, Or I have been compared with those going down 'to' the pit.