2714 verses about Death

yet he shall perish forever like his own dung. Those who have seen him shall say, ‘Where is he?’

He shall fly away as a dream, and shall not be found. Yes, he shall be chased away like a vision of the night.

The eye which saw him shall see him no more, neither shall his place any more see him.

His bones are full of his youth, but youth shall lie down with him in the dust.

He shall suck cobra venom. The viper’s tongue shall kill him.

He shall flee from the iron weapon. The bronze arrow shall strike him through.

He draws it out, and it comes out of his body. Yes, the glittering point comes out of his liver. Terrors are on him.

They spend their days in prosperity. In an instant they go down to Sheol.

“How often is it that the lamp of the wicked is put out, that their calamity comes on them, that God distributes sorrows in his anger?

For what does he care for his house after him, when the number of his months is cut off?

One dies in his full strength, being wholly at ease and quiet.

Another dies in bitterness of soul, and never tastes of good.

They lie down alike in the dust. The worm covers them.

Yet he will be borne to the grave. Men shall keep watch over the tomb.

The clods of the valley shall be sweet to him. All men shall draw after him, as there were innumerable before him.

who were snatched away before their time, whose foundation was poured out as a stream,

The murderer rises with the light. He kills the poor and needy. In the night he is like a thief.

Drought and heat consume the snow waters, so does Sheol those who have sinned.

The womb shall forget him. The worm shall feed sweetly on him. He shall be no more remembered. Unrighteousness shall be broken as a tree.

They are exalted; yet a little while, and they are gone. Yes, they are brought low, they are taken out of the way as all others, and are cut off as the tops of the ears of grain.

“The departed spirits tremble, those beneath the waters and all that live in them.

Sheol is naked before God, and Abaddon has no covering.

For what is the hope of the godless, when he is cut off, when God takes away his life?

If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword. His offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.

Those who remain of him shall be buried in death. His widows shall make no lamentation.

He builds his house as the moth, as a booth which the watchman makes.

He lies down rich, but he shall not do so again. He opens his eyes, and he is not.

Man doesn’t know its price; Neither is it found in the land of the living.

Destruction and Death say, ‘We have heard a rumor of it with our ears.’

Then I said, ‘I shall die in my own house, I shall count my days as the sand.

Of what use is the strength of their hands to me, men in whom ripe age has perished?

For I know that you will bring me to death, To the house appointed for all living.

He keeps back his soul from the pit, and his life from perishing by the sword.

Yes, his soul draws near to the pit, and his life to the destroyers.

to bring back his soul from the pit, that he may be enlightened with the light of the living.

If he set his heart on himself, If he gathered to himself his spirit and his breath,

all flesh would perish together, and man would turn again to dust.

In a moment they die, even at midnight. The people are shaken and pass away. The mighty are taken away without a hand.

Therefore he takes knowledge of their works. He overturns them in the night, so that they are destroyed.

But if they don’t listen, they shall perish by the sword; they shall die without knowledge.

They die in youth. Their life perishes among the unclean.

Don’t desire the night, when people are cut off in their place.

Have the gates of death been revealed to you? Or have you seen the gates of the shadow of death?

His young ones also suck up blood. Where the slain are, there he is.”

Hide them in the dust together. Bind their faces in the hidden place.

So Job died, being old and full of days.

For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you thanks?

He has also prepared for himself the instruments of death. He makes ready his flaming arrows.

Have mercy on me, Yahweh. See my affliction by those who hate me, and lift me up from the gates of death;

Behold, and answer me, Yahweh, my God. Give light to my eyes, lest I sleep in death;

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

The cords of death surrounded me. The floods of ungodliness made me afraid.

The cords of Sheol were around me. The snares of death came on me.

You will destroy their descendants from the earth, their posterity from among the children of men.

I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted within me.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.

For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evildoers have enclosed me. They have pierced my hands and feet.

All the rich ones of the earth shall eat and worship. All those who go down to the dust shall bow before him, even he who can’t keep his soul alive.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me. Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.

Don’t gather my soul with sinners, nor my life with bloodthirsty men;

Yahweh, you have brought up my soul from Sheol. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

“What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?

Into your hand I commend my spirit. You redeem me, Yahweh, God of truth.

I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man. I am like broken pottery.

Let me not be disappointed, Yahweh, for I have called on you. Let the wicked be disappointed. Let them be silent in Sheol.

to deliver their soul from death, to keep them alive in famine.

For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, and wither like the green herb.

But the wicked shall perish. The enemies of Yahweh shall be like the beauty of the fields. They will vanish— vanish like smoke.

But he passed away, and behold, he was not. Yes, I sought him, but he could not be found.

As for transgressors, they shall be destroyed together. The future of the wicked shall be cut off.

“Yahweh, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am.

Behold, you have made my days hand widths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath.” Selah.

“Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn’t know who shall gather.

When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath.” Selah.

Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go away, and exist no more.”

My enemies speak evil against me: “When will he die, and his name perish?”

Though you have crushed us in the haunt of jackals, and covered us with the shadow of death.

Yes, for your sake we are killed all day long. We are regarded as sheep for the slaughter.

For this God is our God forever and ever. He will be our guide even to death.

none of them can by any means redeem his brother, nor give God a ransom for him.

For the redemption of their life is costly, no payment is ever enough,

that he should live on forever, that he should not see corruption.

For he sees that wise men die; likewise the fool and the senseless perish, and leave their wealth to others.

Their inward thought is that their houses will endure forever, and their dwelling places to all generations. They name their lands after themselves.

But man, despite his riches, doesn’t endure. He is like the animals that perish.

They are appointed as a flock for Sheol. Death shall be their shepherd. The upright shall have dominion over them in the morning. Their beauty shall decay in Sheol, far from their mansion.

But God will redeem my soul from the power of Sheol, for he will receive me. Selah.

for when he dies he will carry nothing away. His glory won’t descend after him.

he shall go to the generation of his fathers. They shall never see the light.

A man who has riches without understanding, is like the animals that perish.

God will likewise destroy you forever. He will take you up, and pluck you out of your tent, and root you out of the land of the living. Selah.

My heart is severely pained within me. The terrors of death have fallen on me.

Let death come suddenly on them. Let them go down alive into Sheol. For wickedness is among them, in their dwelling.

But you, God, will bring them down into the pit of destruction. Bloodthirsty and deceitful men shall not live out half their days, but I will trust in you.

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.

Let them be like a snail which melts and passes away, like the stillborn child, who has not seen the sun.

But those who seek my soul, to destroy it, shall go into the lower parts of the earth.

They shall be given over to the power of the sword. They shall be jackal food.

God is to us a God of deliverance. To Yahweh, the Lord, belongs escape from death.

For there are no struggles in their death, but their strength is firm.