But to You I have cried, O Jehovah; and in the morning my prayer shall go before You.
before I go; and I shall not return, to the land of darkness, and the shadow of death;
a land of obscurity, the darkness of the shadow of death, and without any order; even the shining is as utter darkness.
O Jehovah my God, I cried to You, and You have healed me.
You will hear my voice in the morning, O Jehovah, I will set myself for You in the morning, and I will look up.
For the living know that they shall die; but the ones having died do not know anything, and not to them is any more a reward, for their memory is forgotten.
You have heard my voice; do not hide Your ear at my relief, at my cry for help.
And rising up quite early in the night, He went out and went away into a deserted place. And He was praying there.