12 Are Thy wonders known in the darkness? And Thy  righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
         
                                
                        13 And I, unto Thee, O Jehovah, I have cried, And in the  morning doth my prayer come before Thee.
         
                                
                        14 Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy  face from me.
         
                                
                        15 I [am] afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne  Thy terrors -- I pine away.
         
                                
                        16 Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me  off,
         
                                
                        17 They have surrounded me as waters all the day, They have  gone round against me together,
         
                                
                        18 Thou hast put far from me lover and friend, Mine  acquaintance [is] the place of darkness!