⁶ I am worn out^(A) from my groaning.^(B)

All night long I flood my bed with weeping^(C)
    and drench my couch with tears.^(D)

¹⁸ For the grave^(A) cannot praise you,
    death cannot sing your praise;^(B)
those who go down to the pit^(C)
    cannot hope for your faithfulness.