Psalm 6:5-7

International Standard Version

⁵In death, there is no memory of you.
Who will give you thanks where the dead are?^[a]

⁶I am weary from my groaning.
    Every night my couch is drenched with tears,
        my bed is soaked through.
⁷My eyesight has faded because of grief,
    it has dimmed because of all my enemies.