Unless the LORD had been my help, my soul would have soon lived in silence.
The dead don't praise the LORD, neither any who go down into silence;
You pushed me back hard, to make me fall, but the LORD helped me.
Behold, and answer me, LORD, my God. Give light to my eyes, lest I sleep in death;
Let me not be disappointed, LORD, for I have called on you. Let the wicked be disappointed. Let them be silent in She'ol.
Behold, the time is coming, yes, and has now come, that you will be scattered, everyone to his own place, and you will leave me alone. Yet I am not alone, because the Father is with me.