He has made me live in darkness, like those who died a long time ago.
The enemy has pursued me. He has ground my life into the dirt. He has made me live in dark places like those who have died long ago.
Answer me quickly, O Lord. My spirit is worn out. Do not hide your face from me, or I will be like those who go into the pit.
We grope like blind men along a wall. We grope like people without eyes. We stumble at noon as if it were twilight. We are like dead people among healthy people.