Psalm 115:17

Revised Version 1885

The dead praise not the LORD, Neither any that go down into silence;

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For in death there is no remembrance of thee: In Sheol who shall give thee thanks?

Let me not he ashamed, O LORD; for I have called upon thee: Let the wicked be ashamed, let them be silent in Sheol.

What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?

He will keep the feet of his holy ones, but the wicked shall be put to silence in darkness; for by strength shall no man prevail.

I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.