Psalms 88:14

Is your loving kindness declared in the grave?

Or your faithfulness in Destruction?

Are your wonders made known in the dark?

Or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?

But to you, LORD, I have cried.

In the morning, my prayer comes before you.

I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up.

While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.

Your fierce wrath has gone over me.

Your terrors have cut me off.

They came around me like water all day long.

They completely engulfed me.