Psalms 88:3-8

Thomson(i) 3 for my soul is full of trouble, and my life draweth near to the mansion of the dead. 4 I was counted with them who are going down to the pit; I became like a man who is past recovery; 5 like one set free among the dead; like the prostrate slain, asleep in the grave, whom thou hast no more remembered. Though they were cast off out of thy hand, 6 they laid me in the lowest pit; in dark places and in the shade of death. 7 On me thy wrath was pressed hard, and all thy billows thou didst bring upon me. 8 Thou hast removed far from me my acquaintance, they accounted me an abomination to them. I was delivered up and did not go abroad;