For none there is in death, that is mindful of thee; but in hell who shall acknowledge to thee?
Lord, not dead men shall praise thee; neither all men that go down into hell.
and I called inwardly the name of the Lord. Thou, Lord, deliver my soul;
I shall not die, but I shall live; and I shall tell the works of the Lord.
What profit is in my blood; while I go down into corruption? Whether dust shall acknowledge to thee; either it shall tell of thy truth?
Lord, be thou converted some-deal; and be thou able to be prayed of by thy servants.
Work thou busily, whatever thing thine hand may do; for neither work, neither reason, nor knowing, nor wisdom, shall be at hells [or with hell], whither thou hastest.
It behooveth me to work the works of him that sent me, as long as the day is [or the while the day is]; the night shall come, when no man may work.