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

I was mute and silent [before my enemies],
I refrained even from good,
And my distress grew worse.

You have sold your people {cheaply}, and did not profit by their price.

Whoever offers the sacrifice of thanksgiving glorifies me, and prepares his way so that I will show God's salvation to him." For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David, when Nathan the prophet came to him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba.

{To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David, when Nathan the prophet came unto him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba.} Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness: according unto the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions.

We see not our signs: there is no more any prophet: neither is there among us any that knoweth how long.

Let his creditor take all his goods; and let others have the profit of his work.