¹⁹ But your dead^(A) will live, Lord;
    their bodies will rise—
let those who dwell in the dust^(B)
    wake up and shout for joy—
your dew^(C) is like the dew of the morning;
    the earth will give birth to her dead.^(D)

¹⁴ “I will deliver this people from the power of the grave;^(A)
    I will redeem them from death.^(B)
Where, O death, are your plagues?
    Where, O grave, is your destruction?^(C)

“I will have no compassion,

⁵⁵ “Where, O death, is your victory?
    Where, O death, is your sting?”^[b](B)