But I, O Lord, cry to you; in the morning my prayer comes before you.
O Lord, in the morning you hear my voice; in the morning I prepare a sacrifice for you and watch.
And rising very early in the morning, while it was still dark, he departed and went out to a desolate place, and there he prayed.
O Lord my God, I cried to you for help, and you have healed me.
before I go—and I shall not return— to the land of darkness and deep shadow,
the land of gloom like thick darkness, like deep shadow without any order, where light is as thick darkness.”
For the living know that they will die, but the dead know nothing, and they have no more reward, for the memory of them is forgotten.
you heard my plea, ‘Do not close your ear to my cry for help!’