Do you work wonders for the dead? Do the departed rise up to praise you? Selah
For in death there is no remembrance of you; in Sheol who will give you praise?
Your dead shall live; their bodies shall rise. You who dwell in the dust, awake and sing for joy! For your dew is a dew of light, and the earth will give birth to the dead.
“What profit is there in my death, if I go down to the pit? Will the dust praise you? Will it tell of your faithfulness?
I shall not die, but I shall live, and recount the deeds of the Lord.
The dead do not praise the Lord, nor do any who go down into silence.
Be gracious to me, O Lord, for to you do I cry all the day.
I stretch out my hands to you; my soul thirsts for you like a parched land. Selah