2714 verses about Death

While over them alone was spread a heavy night, An image of the darkness that should afterward receive them; But yet heavier than darkness were they to themselves.

Yes, all the people together, under one form of death, Had with them corpses without number; For the living were not sufficient even to bury them, Since at a single stroke their nobler offspring was consumed.

For while they were disbelieving all things by reason of the enchantments, Upon the destruction of the firstborn they confessed the people to be God’s son.

For while peaceful silence enwrapped all things, And night in her own swiftness was in mid course,

Bearing as a sharp sword your unfeigned commandment; And standing it filled all things with death; And while it touched the heaven it trode upon the earth.

And each, one thrown here half dead, another there, Made manifest wherefore he was dying:

For the dreams, perturbing them, did foreshew this, That they might not perish without knowing why they were afflicted.

But it befell the righteous also to make trial of death, And a multitude were stricken in the wilderness: Howbeit the wrath endured not for long.

For when the dead were already fallen in heaps one upon another, Standing between he stopped the advancing wrath, And cut off the way to the living.

But upon the ungodly there came to the end indignation without mercy; For their future also God foreknew,

For while they were yet in the midst of their mourning, And making lamentation at the graves of the dead, They drew upon themselves another counsel of folly, And pursued as fugitives those whom with intreaties they had cast out.

For the doom which they deserved was drawing them to this end, And it made them forget the things that had befallen them, That they might fill up the punishment which was yet lacking to their torments,

And that your people might journey on by a marvelous road, But they themselves might find a strange death.

Whoso fears the Lord, it will go well with him at the last, And in the day of his death he will be blessed.

A stubborn heart will fare ill at the last; And he that loves danger will perish therein.

Strive for the truth to death, and the Lord God will fight for you.

Make no tarrying to turn to the Lord; And put not off from day to day: For suddenly will the wrath of the Lord come forth; And you will perish in the time of vengeance.

A gift has grace in the sight of every man living; And for a dead man keep not back grace.

In all your matters remember your last end, And you will never do amiss.

Rejoice not over one that is dead: Remember that we die all.

Keep you far from the man that has power to kill, And you will have no suspicion of the fear of death: And if you come to him, commit no fault, Lest he take away your life: Know surely that you go about in the midst of snares, And walk upon the battlements of a city.

Why is earth and ashes proud? Because in his life he has cast away his bowels.

It is a long disease; the physician mocketh: And he is a king today, and tomorrow he will die.

For when a man is dead, He will inherit creeping things, and beasts, and worms.

He took some of them away, and destroyed them, And made their memorial to cease from the earth.

Good things and evil, life and death, Poverty and riches, are from the Lord.

When he says, I have found rest, And now will I eat of my goods; Yet he knows not what time will pass, And he will leave them to others, and die.

For it is an easy thing in the sight of the Lord To reward a man in the day of death according to his ways.

The affliction of an hour causes forgetfulness of delight; And in the last end of a man is the revelation of his deeds.

Call no man blessed before his death; And a man will be known in his children.

Remember that death will not wait, And that the covenant of the grave is not showed to you.

Do well to your friend before you die; And according to your ability stretch out your hand and give to him.

Give, and take, and decieve your soul; For there is no seeking of luxury in the grave.

All flesh waxes old as a garment; For the covenant from the beginning is, You shall die the death.

As of the leaves flourishing on a thick tree, Some it sheds, and some it makes to grow; So also of the generations of flesh and blood, One comes to an end, and another is born.

Every work rots and falls away, And the worker thereof shall depart with it.

Before man is life and death; And whichever he likes, it shall be given him.

Trust not you in their life, Neither rely on their condition: For one is better than a thousand; And to die childless than to have ungodly children.

He pitied not the people of perdition, Who were taken away in their sins.

All manner of living things covered the face thereof; And into it is their return.

The Lord created man of the earth, And turned him back to it again.

He gave them days by number, and a set time, And gave them authority over the things that are thereon.

Who will give praise to the Most High in the grave, Instead of them which live and return thanks?

Thanksgiving perishes from the dead, as from one that is not: He that is in life and health will praise the Lord.

For all things can’t be in men, Because the son of man is not immortal.

He looks upon the power of the height of heaven: And all men are earth and ashes.

The number of man’s days at the most are a hundred years.

Let nothing hinder you to pay your vow in due time; And wait not until death to be justified.

Moths and worms will have him to heritage; And a reckless soul will be taken away.

Flee from sin as from the face of a serpent; For if you draw near it will bite you: The teeth thereof are the teeth of a lion, Slaying the souls of men.

Weep for the dead, for light has failed him; And weep for a fool, for understanding has failed him: Weep more sweetly for the dead, because he has found rest; But the life of the fool is worse than death.

Seven days are the days of mourning for the dead; But for a fool and an ungodly man, all the days of his life.

There is a manner of speech that is clothed about with death: Let it not be found in the heritage of Jacob; For all these things will be far from the godly, And they will not wallow in sins.

All bread is sweet to a fornicator: He will not leave off till he die.

From a woman was the beginning of sin; And because of her we all die.

Of three things my heart was afraid; And concerning the fourth kind I made supplication: The slander of a city, and the assembly of a multitude, and a false accusation: All these are more grievous than death.

Remember your last end, and cease from enmity: Remember corruption and death, and abide in the commandments.

The death thereof is an evil death; And Hades were better than it.

His father dieth, and is as though he had not died; For he has left one behind him like himself.

In his life, he saw and rejoiced in him; And when he died, he sorrowed not:

Death is better than a bitter life, And eternal rest than a continual sickness.

Good things poured out upon a mouth that is closed Are as messes of meat laid upon a grave.

Envy and wrath shorten a man’s days; And care brings old age before the time.

Good is the opposite of evil, And life is the opposite of death: So is the sinner is the opposite of the godly.

In the day that you endest the days of your life, And in the time of death, distribute your inheritance.

Ofttimes was I in danger even to death; And I was preserved because of these things.

He that washes himself after touching a dead body, and touches it again, What profit has he in his washing?

Is there not a grief in it even to death, When a companion and friend is turned to enmity?

four manner of things do rise up, Good and evil, life and death; And that which rules over them continually is the tongue.

The life of man is counted by days; And the days of Israel are innumerable.

My son, let your tears fall over the dead, And as one that suffers grievously begin lamentation; And wind up his body according to his due, And neglect not his burial.

Make bitter weeping, and make passionate wailing, And let your mourning be according to his desert, For one day or two, lest you be evil spoken of: And so be comforted for your sorrow.

For of sorrow comes death, And sorrow of heart will bow down the strength.

In calamity sorrow also remains: And the poor man’s life is grievous to the heart.

Give not your heart to sorrow: Put it away, remembering the last end:

Forget it not, for there is no returning again: Him you shall not profit, and you will hurt yourself.

Remember the sentence upon him; for so also shall your be; Yesterday for me, and today for you.

When the dead is at rest, let his remembrance rest; And be comforted for him, when his spirit departs from him.

If he continue, he shall leave a greater name than a thousand: And if he die, he adds thereto.

Fire, and hail, and famine, and death, All these are created for vengeance;

Great travail is created for every man, And a heavy yoke is upon the sons of Adam, From the day of their coming forth from their mother’s womb, Until the day for their burial in the mother of all things.

The expectation of things to come, and the day of death, Trouble their thoughts, and cause fear of heart;

From him that sits on a throne of glory, Even to him that is humbled in earth and ashes;

There is wrath, and jealousy, and trouble, and disquiet, And fear of death, and anger, and strife; And in the time of rest upon his bed His night sleep does change his knowledge.

It is thus with all flesh, from man to beast, And upon sinners sevenfold more.

Death, and bloodshed, and strife, and sword, Calamities, famine, tribulation, and the scourge;

All things that are of the earth turn to the earth again: And all things that are of the waters return into the sea.

The sedge that grows upon every water and bank of a river Shall be plucked up before all grass.

My son, lead not a beggar’s life; Better it is to die than to beg.

O death, how bitter is the remembrance of you to a man that is at peace in his possessions, To the man that has nothing to distract him, and has prosperity in all things, And that still has strength to receive meat!

O death, acceptable is your sentence to a man that is needy, and that fails in strength, That is in extreme old age, and is distracted about all things, And is perverse, and has lost patience!

Don’t be afraid of the sentence of death; Remember those who have been before you, and that come after: This is the sentence from the Lord over all flesh.

And why do you refuse, when it is the good pleasure of the Most High? Whether it be ten, or a hundred, or a thousand years, There is no inquisition of life in the grave.

The inheritance of sinners’ children shall perish, And with their posterity shall be a perpetual reproach.

If you⌃ be born, you⌃ shall be born to a curse; If you⌃ die, a curse shall be your portion.

All things that are of the earth shall go back to the earth: So the ungodly shall go from a curse to perdition.

The mourning of men is about their bodies: But the name of sinners being evil shall be blotted out.

A good life has its number of days; And a good name continueth forever.

And some there be, which have no memorial; Who are perished as though they had not been, And are become as though they had not been born; And their children after them.

Their bodies were buried in peace, And their name lives to all generations.