¹⁴The dead do not live;
   shades do not rise—
because you have punished and destroyed them,
   and wiped out all memory of them.
¹⁵But you have increased the nation, O Lord,
   you have increased the nation; you are glorified;
   you have enlarged all the borders of the land.

¹⁶O Lord, in distress they sought you,
   they poured out a prayer^*
   when your chastening was on them.
¹⁷Like a woman with child,
   who writhes and cries out in her pangs
   when she is near her time,
so were we because of you, O Lord;
¹⁸   we were with child, we writhed,
   but we gave birth only to wind.
We have won no victories on earth,
   and no one is born to inhabit the world.
¹⁹Your dead shall live, their corpses^* shall rise.
   O dwellers in the dust, awake and sing for joy!
For your dew is a radiant dew,
   and the earth will give birth to those long dead.^*