Salmos 88

Thy seed will I settle for ever. And I will build up thy throne unto generation and generation.

Libre entre los muertos, como los matados que yacen en el sepulcro, que no te acuerdas más de ellos, y que son cortados de tu mano.

Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.

set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.