And to thee, O Jehovah, I cried, and in the morning shall my prayer anticipate thee.
O Jehovah, the morning thou wilt hear my voice; the morning I will set in order to thee, and I will look about.
And early, having risen far in the night, he went out, and departed into a deserted place, and there prayed.
O Jehovah my God, I cried to thee, and thou wilt heal me.
Before I shall go and turn back to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
A land of darkness, as thick darkness; of the shadow of death, and not orders, and the brightness, as thick darkness.
For the living know they shall die: and the dead know not any thing, and no more to them a reward; for their remembrance was forgotten.
Thou heardest my voice: thou wilt not hide thine ear at my breathing, at my cry.