I have fell hard, cried; what is left is to get back up again.
"Surely it was for my benefit
that I suffered such anguish.
In Your love you kept me
from the pit of destruction;
you have put all my sins behind Your back.
For the grave cannot praise you,
death cannot sing Your praise;
those who go down to the pit
cannot hope for Your faithfulness.
The living, the living--they praise you,
as I am doing today..."