BETH. He has gathered me into darkness, like those who are forever dead.
O Lord, what is man that you have become known to him? Or the son of man that you consider him?
Send forth your hand from on high: rescue me, and free me from many waters, from the hand of the sons of foreigners.
We groped for the wall, like one who is blind, and we felt our way, like one without eyes. We stumbled at midday, as if in darkness; and in darkness, as if in death.