Psalms 30:9
`What gain `is' in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?
`What gain `is' in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?
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18For Sheol doth not confess Thee, Death doth not praise Thee, Those going down to the pit hope not for Thy truth.
19The living, the living, he doth confess Thee.
20I have sinned, what do I to Thee, O watcher of man? Why hast Thou set me for a mark to Thee, And I am for a burden to myself -- and what?
21Thou dost not take away my transgression, And cause to pass away mine iniquity, Because now, for dust I lie down: And Thou hast sought me -- and I am not!
10Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'
5For there is not in death Thy memorial, In Sheol, who doth give thanks to Thee?
19Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
20I cry unto Thee, And Thou dost not answer me, I have stood, and Thou dost consider me.
8Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make supplication.
3Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down `to' the pit.
13O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
14If a man dieth -- doth he revive? All days of my warfare I wait, till my change come.
17Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer `is' pure.
18O earth, do not thou cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry.
10To the dead dost Thou do wonders? Do Rephaim rise? do they thank Thee? Selah.
11Is Thy kindness recounted in the grave? Thy faithfulness in destruction?
3For thou sayest, `What doth it profit Thee! What do I profit from my sin?'
15And where `is' now my hope? Yea, my hope, who doth behold it?
16`To' the parts of Sheol ye go down, If together on the dust we may rest.
1By David. Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, My rock, be not silent to me! Lest Thou be silent to me, And I have been compared With those going down to the pit.
28He hath ransomed my soul From going over into the pit, And my life on the light looketh.'
48Who `is' the man that liveth, and doth not see death? He delivereth his soul from the hand of Sheol. Selah.
49Where `are' Thy former kindnesses, O Lord. Thou hast sworn to David in Thy faithfulness,
29I -- I am become wicked; why `is' this? `In' vain I labour.
31Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me.
9I say to God my rock, `Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy?
9His cry doth God hear, When distress cometh on him?
5An enemy pursueth my soul, and overtaketh, And treadeth down to the earth my life, And my honour placeth in the dust. Selah.
1My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves `are' for me.
18And why from the womb Hast Thou brought me forth? I expire, and the eye doth not see me.
3Also -- on this Thou hast opened Thine eyes, And dost bring me into judgment with Thee.
13Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,
19Who `is' he that doth strive with me? For now I keep silent and gasp.
3For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.
4I have been reckoned with those going down `to' the pit, I have been as a man without strength.
15Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
3For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
10`I -- I said in the cutting off of my days, I go in to the gates of Sheol, I have numbered the remnant of mine years.
6To the cuttings of mountains I have come down, The earth, her bars `are' behind me to the age. And Thou bringest up from the pit my life, O Jehovah my God.
15Only, God doth ransom my soul from the hand of Sheol, For He doth receive me. Selah.
14Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth? And my soul put in my hand?
13Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
23For I have known To death Thou dost bring me back, And `to' the house appointed for all living.
11What `is' my power that I should hope? And what mine end That I should prolong my life?
30To bring back his soul from the pit, To be enlightened with the light of the living.
20Are not my days few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,
7Haste, answer me, O Jehovah, My spirit hath been consumed, Hide not Thou Thy face from me, Or I have been compared with those going down `to' the pit.
6Thou hast put me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in depths.
15-- What do I say? seeing He said to me, And He Himself hath wrought, I go softly all my years for the bitterness of my soul.
19And -- thou hast been cast out of thy grave, As an abominable branch, raiment of the slain, Thrust through ones of the sword, Going down unto the sons of the pit, As a carcase trodden down.