He caused me to dwell in darknesses as the dead of old.
For the enemy pursued my soul; he crushed to the earth my life; he caused me to dwell in darknesses, as the dead of old.
Quickly answer me, O Jehovah: my spirit failed: thou wilt not hide thy face from me: I was made like those going down to the pit.
We shall feel for the wall as the blind, and we shall feel, as no eyes: we stumbled at noon as at evening twilight; in fertile fields as the dead.