8  You have caused ^pmy companions to shun me;

you have made me ^qa horror¹ to them.

I am ^rshut in so that I cannot escape;

9  ^smy eye grows dim through sorrow.

Every day I call upon you, O Lord;

I ^tspread out my hands to you.

10  Do you work wonders for the dead?

^uDo the departed rise up to praise you? Selah

11  Is your steadfast love declared in the grave,

or your faithfulness in Abaddon?

12  Are your ^vwonders known in ^wthe darkness,

or your righteousness in the land of ^xforgetfulness?