Wilt thou show wonders to the dead? Shall they that are deceased arise and praise thee? [Selah
For in death there is no remembrance of thee: In Sheol who shall give thee thanks?
Thy dead shall live; my dead bodies shall arise. Awake and sing, ye that dwell in the dust; for thy dew is as the dew of herbs, and the earth shall cast forth the dead.
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
I shall not die, but live, And declare the works of Jehovah.
The dead praise not Jehovah, Neither any that go down into silence;
Be merciful unto me, O Lord; For unto thee do I cry all the day long.
I spread forth my hands unto thee: My soul thirsteth after thee, as a weary land. [Selah