Psalms 115:17
The dead praise not the LORD, neither any that go down into silence.
The dead praise not the LORD, neither any that go down into silence.
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18 But we will bless the LORD from this time forth and for evermore. Praise the LORD.
18 For the grave cannot praise thee, death can not celebrate thee: they that go down into the pit cannot hope for thy truth.
19 The living, the living, he shall praise thee, as I do this day: the father to the children shall make known thy truth.
5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?
5 For the living know that they shall die: but the dead know not any thing, neither have they any more a reward; for the memory of them is forgotten.
10 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.
11 Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?
2 Wherefore I praised the dead which are already dead more than the living which are yet alive.
14 They are dead, they shall not live; they are deceased, they shall not rise: therefore hast thou visited and destroyed them, and made all their memory to perish.
16 They have mouths, but they speak not; eyes have they, but they see not;
17 They have ears, but they hear not; neither is there any breath in their mouths.
12 So man lieth down, and riseth not: till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake, nor be raised out of their sleep.
17 For when he dieth he shall carry nothing away: his glory shall not descend after him.
18 Though while he lived he blessed his soul: and men will praise thee, when thou doest well to thyself.
19 He shall go to the generation of his fathers; they shall never see light.
16 The heaven, even the heavens, are the LORD'S: but the earth hath he given to the children of men.
5 Dead things are formed from under the waters, and the inhabitants thereof.
17 Let me not be ashamed, O LORD; for I have called upon thee: let the wicked be ashamed, and let them be silent in the grave.
6 Let every thing that hath breath praise the LORD. Praise ye the LORD.
1 Praise ye the LORD. Praise the LORD, O my soul.
2 While I live will I praise the LORD: I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being.
5 Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.
9 As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
10 He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
20 But the LORD is in his holy temple: let all the earth keep silence before him.
1 Praise ye the LORD. Praise, O ye servants of the LORD, praise the name of the LORD.
5 They have mouths, but they speak not: eyes have they, but they see not:
6 The LORD killeth, and maketh alive: he bringeth down to the grave, and bringeth up.
17 I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the LORD.
18 The LORD hath chastened me sore: but he hath not given me over unto death.
7 They have hands, but they handle not: feet have they, but they walk not: neither speak they through their throat.
15 Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints.
1 Praise ye the LORD. Praise ye the name of the LORD; praise him, O ye servants of the LORD.
18 But he knoweth not that the dead are there; and that her guests are in the depths of hell.
9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
12 To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.
34 Let the heaven and earth praise him, the seas, and every thing that moveth therein.
48 What man is he that liveth, and shall not see death? shall he deliver his soul from the hand of the grave? Selah.
3 From the rising of the sun unto the going down of the same the LORD'S name is to be praised.
4 His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.
1 Hold not thy peace, O God of my praise;
38 For he is not a God of the dead, but of the living: for all live unto him.
1 Praise ye the LORD. Praise ye the LORD from the heavens: praise him in the heights.
3 O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
11 I said, I shall not see the LORD, even the LORD, in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
1 Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
4 All the kings of the earth shall praise thee, O LORD, when they hear the words of thy mouth.