To you, Lord, I cried out; with the Lord I pleaded for mercy:
Turn back, Lord, rescue my soul; save me because of your mercy.
For it is not Sheol that gives you thanks, nor death that praises you; Neither do those who go down into the pit await your kindness.
Anything you can turn your hand to, do with what power you have; for there will be no work, no planning, no knowledge, no wisdom in Sheol where you are going. The Time of Misfortune Is Not Known.
I shall not die but live and declare the deeds of the Lord.
I called to him with my mouth; praise was upon my tongue.