TSK · Psalms 49:15

For you will not leave my soul in Sheol, neither will you allow your holy one to see corruption.

For you have delivered my soul from death, and prevented my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave.

For your loving kindness is great toward me. You have delivered my soul from the lowest Sheol.

I will ransom them from the power of Sheol. I will redeem them from death! Death, where are your plagues? Sheol, where is your destruction? "Compassion will be hidden from my eyes.

If I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and will receive you to myself; that where I am, you may be there also.

They sang a new song, saying, "You are worthy to take the book, and to open its seals: for you were killed, and bought us for God with your blood, out of every tribe, language, people, and nation,