¹ To you, O Lord, I call;
    my rock, do not refuse to hear me,
for if you are silent to me,
    I shall be like those who go down to the Pit.^(A)

² The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer,
    my God, my rock in whom I take refuge,
    my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.^(A)

¹² like Sheol let us swallow them alive
    and whole, like those who go down to the Pit.^(A)

⁴ I am counted among those who go down to the Pit;
    I am like those who have no help,^(A)
5 like those forsaken among the dead,
    like the slain that lie in the grave,
like those whom you remember no more,
    for they are cut off from your hand.^(B)
6 You have put me in the depths of the Pit,
    in the regions dark and deep.^(C)