Psalms 30:7-9

⁷Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor hadst made my mountain to stand strong: Thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.

⁸I cried to thee, O Jehovah; And unto Jehovah I made supplication:

⁹What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?