For Sheol cannot thank You, death cannot praise You. Those who go down to the Pit cannot hope for Your faithfulness.
Whatever your hand finds to do, do with all your strength, for there is no work or planning or knowledge or wisdom in Sheol, where you are going.
Turn toward me, Adonai, deliver my soul! Save me—because of Your mercy.
To You, Adonai, I called, and to my Lord I made my plea:
These shall go off to everlasting punishment, but the righteous into everlasting life.”
But the sons of the kingdom will be driven out into the outer darkness; in that place will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.”
The wicked is brought down in his calamity yet the righteous has a refuge even in death.
They went down alive into Sheol, they and everything that was theirs. The earth closed over them and they were gone from among the community.
Of David. To You, Adonai, I call— my Rock, do not be deaf to me. If You were silent to me, I would become like those going down to the Pit.
For there is no memory of You in death, in Sheol who will praise You?