“What profit is there in taking my life, in my descending into the Pit? Can the dust of the grave praise you? Can it declare your loyalty?
I will not die, but live, and I will proclaim what the Lord has done.
For no one remembers you in the realm of death, In Sheol who gives you thanks?
I cried out to him for help and praised him with my tongue.
Whatever you find to do with your hands, do it with all your might, because there is neither work nor planning nor knowledge nor wisdom in the grave, the place where you will eventually go.
Indeed Sheol does not give you thanks; death does not praise you. Those who descend into the pit do not anticipate your faithfulness.