Psalms 6:5
For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?
For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?
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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.
17 The dead praise not the LORD, neither any that go down into silence.
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.
6 Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the dee.
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?
12 Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
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?
47 Remember how short my time is: wherefore hast thou made all men in vain?
48 What man is he that liveth, and shall not see death? shall he deliver his soul from the hand of the grave? Selah.
49 Lord, where are thy former lovingkindnesses, which thou swarest unto David in thy truth?
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.
13 O that thou wouldest hide me in the grave, that thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
4 Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.
6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
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.
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.
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.
15 But God will redeem my soul from the power of the grave: for he shall receive me. Selah.
32 Yet shall he be brought to the grave, and shall remain in the tomb.
10 For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.
2 Wherefore I praised the dead which are already dead more than the living which are yet alive.
23 For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
24 Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.
21 Which long for death, but it cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;
22 Which rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?
10 But man dieth, and wasteth away: yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?
21 And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.
13 If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
8 If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.
3 The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
5 Dead things are formed from under the waters, and the inhabitants thereof.
4 His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.
6 The LORD killeth, and maketh alive: he bringeth down to the grave, and bringeth up.
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.
16 They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.
17 For when he dieth he shall carry nothing away: his glory shall not descend after him.
27 Because thou wilt not leave my soul in hell, neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.
14 I will ransom them from the power of the grave; I will redeem them from death: O death, I will be thy plagues; O grave, I will be thy destruction: repentance shall be hid from mine eyes.
6 When I remember thee upon my bed, and meditate on thee in the night watches.
10 I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
20 Thou, which hast shewed me great and sore troubles, shalt quicken me again, and shalt bring me up again from the depths of the earth.
13 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:
6 The sorrows of hell compassed me about; the snares of death prevented me;