“What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?
For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you thanks?
For Sheol can’t praise you. Death can’t celebrate you. Those who go down into the pit can’t hope for your truth.
Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with your might; for there is no work, nor plan, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in Sheol, where you are going.
I will not die, but live, and declare the LORD’s works.
I cried to him with my mouth. He was extolled with my tongue.