For in death none remembering thee: in hades who shall give thanks to thee?
The dead shall not praise Jah, and all going down to silence.
And upon the name of Jehovah will I call; now, O Jehovah, deliver my soul.
I shall not die, for I shall live and I shall recount the works of Jah.
What the profit in my blood in my going down to the pit? shall the dust praise thee? shall it announce thy truth?
Turn back, O Jehovah, how long? and have pity upon thy servants.
All which thy hand shall find to do, with thy strength, do thou; for no work and understanding and knowledge and wisdom, in hades where thou goest there.
I must work the works of him having sent me, while it is day: night comes, when none can work.