^{3 Ref} For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.

^{4 Ref} I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit; I am as a man that hath no help,

^{5 Ref} Cast off among the dead, Like the slain that lie in the grave, Whom thou rememberest no more, And they are cut off from thy hand.