Psalm 88  Here is a desperate prayer from a man who is at death's door.  He is as low as one can go..
troubled
without strength
cut off
in the lowest pit
in dark places
alone
loathed
wasting away
about to die
terrified

But, he keeps praying.  He keeps crying out to God. He keeps looking for the only One who can help.

Father, You are good.  You are kind. But, sometimes we feel alone and forgotten.  Help us in those times to remember who You are and to keep on trusting You.  Keep us in the shadow of Your wings.
Forgive our lack of trust in You and make our thoughts turn back to the truth of Your Word.  The psalmist here dreads death, but we remember that You have conquered death, Jesus!  Our hope is in You, no matter what we face in this life.  Thanks be to our God and King! Amen.