⁹     my eyes^(A) are dim with grief.

I call^(B) to you, Lord, every day;
    I spread out my hands^(C) to you.
¹⁰ Do you show your wonders to the dead?
    Do their spirits rise up and praise you?^(D)
11 Is your love declared in the grave,
    your faithfulness^(E) in Destruction^[a]?