Dead people don’t remember you; those in the grave don’t praise you.
Dead people do not praise the Lord; those in the grave are silent.
Then I called out the name of the Lord. I said, “Please, Lord, save me!”
I will not die, but live, and I will tell what the Lord has done.
I said, “What good will it do if I die or if I go down to the grave? Dust cannot praise you; it cannot speak about your truth.
Lord, how long before you return and show kindness to your servants?
Whatever work you do, do your best, because you are going to the grave, where there is no working, no planning, no knowledge, and no wisdom.
While it is daytime, we must continue doing the work of the One who sent me. Night is coming, when no one can work.