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, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
a land of obscurity, the darkness of the shadow of death, without any order, and the shining is as darkness.
O Jehovah my God, I cried to You, and You have healed me.
My voice You shall hear in the morning, O Jehovah; in the morning I will direct my prayer to You, and I will look up.
For the living know that they shall die; but the dead do not know anything, nor do they have 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.