Webster(i)
3 (88:2)Let my prayer come before thee: incline thy ear to my cry;
4 (88:3)For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh to the grave.
5 (88:4)I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
6 (88:5)Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.
7 (88:6)Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.
8 (88:7)Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.