Will You work wonders for the dead? Shall the dead arise and praise You? Selah
The dead do not praise the Lord, nor do any who go down into silence.
I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord.
I stretch forth my hands to You; my soul thirsts for You like a thirsty land. Selah
“What profit is there in my death, if I go down to the pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it declare Your faithfulness?
For in death there is no remembrance of You; in Sheol who will give You thanks?
Be merciful to me, O Lord, for to You I cry all day long.
Your dead shall live, their corpses shall arise. Awake and sing, you who dwell in dust, for your dew is as the dew of the dawn, and the earth shall give birth to the departed spirits.