Psalms 88:9-14 My eye languishes from misery. I call on you, O Yahweh, every day; I spread out my hands* to you.

LEB⁽ⁱ⁾ ⁹ My eye languishes from misery. I call on you, O Yahweh, every day; I spread out my hands* to you. ¹⁰ Do you work wonders* for the dead? Or do the departed spirits* rise up to praise you? Selah ¹¹ Is your loyal love told in the grave, or your faithfulness in the underworld?* ¹² Are your wonders* known in the darkness, or your righteousness* in the land of forgetfulness? ¹³ But as for me, I cry for help to you, O Yahweh, and in the morning my prayer comes before you. ¹⁴ Why do you reject my soul, O Yahweh? Why do you hide your face from me?