For in death there is no remembrance of thee: In Sheol who shall give thee thanks?

The wicked shall be turned back unto Sheol, Even all the nations that forget God.

For thou wilt not leave my soul to Sheol; Neither wilt thou suffer thy holy one to see corruption.

The cords of Sheol were round about me; The snares of death came upon me.

O Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol; Thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

Let me not be put to shame, O Jehovah; for I have called upon thee: Let the wicked be put to shame, let them be silent in Sheol.

They are appointed as a flock for Sheol; Death shall be their shepherd: And the upright shall have dominion over them in the morning; And their beauty shall be for Sheol to consume, That there be no habitation for it.

But God will redeem my soul from the power of Sheol; For he will receive me. Selah

Let death come suddenly upon them, Let them go down alive into Sheol; For wickedness is in their dwelling, in the midst of them.

For great is thy lovingkindness toward me; And thou hast delivered my soul from the lowest Sheol.

For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.

What man is he that shall live and not see death, That shall deliver his soul from the power of Sheol? Selah

The cords of death compassed me, And the pains of Sheol gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.

If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, thou art there.

As when one ploweth and cleaveth the earth, Our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.