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