ECB(i)
1 A Song, a Psalm for the sons of Qorach; To His Eminence; On Stroking the Humbled; On Comprehension: By Heman the Zerachiy. O Yah Veh Elohim of my salvation, in the day I cry; and at night in front of you;
2 my prayer comes at your face: spread your ear to my shouting;
3 for my soul satiates with evil and my life touches to sheol:
4 I am fabricated with them descending the well; I - a mighty having no might;
5 liberated among the dead as pierced lying in the tomb whom you remember no more: and they are cut off from your hand.
6 You place me in the nethermost well - in darkness - in the deeps:
7 your fury props on me and you humble me with all your waves. Selah.
8 You far removed them whom I know; you place me an abhorrence to them - restrained - I come not forth:
9 my eye languishes from humiliation; O Yah Veh, I call on you daily; I spread my palms to you.
10 Work you marvels to the dead? Rise the ghosts? Spread they hands to you? Selah.
11 Is your mercy scribed in the tomb? - your trustworthiness in Abaddon?
12 - your marvels known in the dark? - your justness in the land of oblivion?
13 And I - to you I cried, O Yah Veh; and in the morning my prayer anticipates you.
14 O Yah Veh, why cast you my soul? Why hide your face from me?
15 I am humbled - expiring since ladhood; I bear your terrors - perplexed;
16 your fuming passes over me; your terrors exterminate me;
17 surrounding me all day as water: they altogether surround me.
18 You far removed lover and friend from me and they whom I know into darkness.