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Isaiah 38:18 - American Standard Version (1901)

18 For Sheol cannot praise thee, death cannot celebrate thee: They that go down into the pit cannot hope for thy truth.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

18 For the grave cannot praise thee, death cannot celebrate thee: They that go down into the pit cannot hope for thy truth.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

18 For Sheol (the place of the dead) cannot confess and reach out the hand to You, death cannot praise and rejoice in You; they who go down to the pit cannot hope for Your faithfulness [to Your promises; their probation is at an end, their destiny is sealed].

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Common English Bible

18 The underworld can’t thank you, nor can death praise you; those who go down to the pit can’t hope for your faithfulness.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

18 For Hell will not confess to you, and death will not praise you. Those who descend into the pit will not hope for your truth.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

18 For hell shall not confess to thee, neither shall death praise thee: nor shall they that go down into the pit look for thy truth.

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Isaiah 38:18
12 পৰস্পৰ সংযোগসমূহ  

Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in Sheol, whither thou goest.


For in death there is no remembrance of thee: In Sheol who shall give thee thanks?


What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?


And these shall go away into eternal punishment: but the righteous into eternal life.


but the sons of the kingdom shall be cast forth into the outer darkness: there shall be the weeping and the gnashing of teeth.


The wicked is thrust down in his evil-doing; But the righteous hath a refuge in his death.


So they, and all that appertained to them, went down alive into Sheol: and the earth closed upon them, and they perished from among the assembly.


Unto thee, O Jehovah, will I call: My rock, be not thou deaf unto me; Lest, if thou be silent unto me, I become like them that go down into the pit.


I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.


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