But to him who is joined unto all the living there is confidence, for to a living dog it is better than to the dead lion.
For what is the hope of the profane, When He doth cut off? When God doth cast off his soul?
This is an evil among all that hath been done under the sun, that one event is to all, and also the heart of the sons of man is full of evil, and madness is in their heart during their life, and after it--unto the dead.
For the living know that they die, and the dead know not anything, and there is no more to them a reward, for their remembrance hath been forgotten.
For Sheol doth not confess Thee, Death doth not praise Thee, Those going down to the pit hope not for Thy truth.