Will you do works of wonder for the dead? will the shades come back to give you praise? Selah.
The dead do not give praise to the Lord; or those who go down to the underworld.
Life and not death will be my part, and I will give out the story of the works of the Lord.
My hands are stretched out to you: my soul is turned to you, like a land in need of water. Selah.
What profit is there in my blood if I go down into the underworld? will the dust give you praise, or be a witness to your help?
For in death there is no memory of you; in the underworld who will give you praise?
Have mercy on me, O Lord; for my cry goes up to you all the day.
Your dead will come back; their dead bodies will come to life again. Those in the dust, awaking from their sleep, will send out a song; for your dew is a dew of light, and the earth will give birth to the shades.