Isaiah 38:18 - Revised Version 1885

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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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.

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].

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.

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.

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.

Isaiah 38:18 Referencias Cruzadas

Ecclesiastes 9:10

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

Psalm 6:5

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

Psalm 30:9

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

Matthew 25:46

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

Matthew 8:12

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

Proverbs 14:32

The wicked is thrust down in his evil-doing: But the righteous hath hope in his death.

Numbers 16:33

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

Psalm 28:1

Unto thee, O LORD, 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.

Psalm 6:6

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