13 But I cry to you for help,(A) Lord;
    in the morning(B) my prayer comes before you.(C)
14 Why, Lord, do you reject(D) me
    and hide your face(E) from me?

15 From my youth(F) I have suffered(G) and been close to death;
    I have borne your terrors(H) and am in despair.(I)
16 Your wrath(J) has swept over me;
    your terrors(K) have destroyed me.
17 All day long they surround me like a flood;(L)
    they have completely engulfed me.
18 You have taken from me friend(M) and neighbor—
    darkness is my closest friend.

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