1O Yahweh, God of my salvation,I cry out by day and through the night before you.
7Your wrath presses upon me,and you afflict me with all your waves. Selah
9My eye languishes from misery.I call on you, O Yahweh, every day;I spread out my handsHebrew "palms" to you.
10Do you work wondersHebrew "wonder" for the dead?Or do the departed spiritsHebrew rephaim, sometimes translated "shades"; the weakened state of those who have died rise up to praise you? Selah