Psalms 88:9-14 My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you.

WEB⁽ⁱ⁾ ⁹ My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you. ¹⁰ Do you show wonders to the dead? Do the departed spirits rise up and praise you? Selah. ¹¹ Is your loving kindness declared in the grave? Or your faithfulness in Destruction? ¹² Are your wonders made known in the dark? Or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness? ¹³ But to you, Yahweh, I have cried. In the morning, my prayer comes before you. ¹⁴ Yahweh, why do you reject my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?