Thematic Bible
Thematic Bible
death » Preparation for
And if so be that ye call on the father, which without respect of person judgeth according to every man's works, see that ye pass the time of your pilgrimage in fear:
I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day. The night cometh, when no man can work.
"LORD, let me know mine end, and the number of my days: that I may be certified how long I have to live.
About that time Hezekiah was sick unto the death. And the prophet Isaiah son of Amoz came to him, and said to him, "Thus sayeth the LORD: put thine household in an order, for thou shalt die and not live."
And why? As long as a man liveth, he is careless: for a quick dog, say they, is better than a dead lion.
If we live, we live to be at the Lord's will. And if we die, we die at the Lord's will.
For Christ is to me life, and death is to me advantage.
For here have we no continuing city: but we seek a one to come.
O spare me a little that I may recover my strength, before I go hence, and be no more seen."
O teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.
Whatsoever thou takest in hand to do, that do with all thy power: for among the dead, where thou goest unto, there is neither work, counsel, knowledge nor wisdom.
The light is sweet, and a pleasant thing is it for the eyes to look upon the Sun. If a man live many years, and be glad in them all, let him remember the days of darkness, which shall be many: And when they come, all things shall be but vanity.
For hell praiseth not thee, death doth not magnify thee. They that go down into the grave, praise not thy truth: but the living, yea the living acknowledge thee, like as I do this day. The father telleth his children of thy faithfulness.
Let your loins be girded about, and your lights burning, and ye yourselves, like unto men that wait for their master when he will return from a wedding: that as soon as he cometh and knocketh, they may open unto him. Happy are those servants, which their Lord, when he cometh, shall find waking; Verily I say unto you, he will gird himself about, and make them sit down to meat, and walk by them, and minister unto them.
For that, ye ought to say, "If the Lord will, and if we live, let us do this or that."
death » The Dead
And I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me, "Write, 'Blessed are the dead, which hereafter die in the Lord: Even so, saith the spirit, that they may rest from their labors; but their works shall follow them.'"
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What Heaven Will Be LikeLast ThingsLeisure, Nature And Purpose OfUniversality Of DeathHeaven, Redeemed CommunityPeace, Believers Experience OfRest, EternalRest, PhysicalSabbath, In OtSleep, And DeathWork, And RestAfflictions, Consolation DuringDeath Of The SaintsDeath Of The Saints, Results InCoping With DeathAssenting
For he that is dead, is justified from sin.
The dead praise not thee, O LORD, neither all they that go down into silence.
For they that be living, know that they shall die: but they that be dead, know nothing, neither deserve they anymore. For their memorial is forgotten, so that they be neither loved, hated nor envied: neither have they anymore part in the world, in all that is done under the Sun.
For hell praiseth not thee, death doth not magnify thee. They that go down into the grave, praise not thy truth:
This say I brethren, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God. Neither doth corruption inherit uncorruption. Behold, I show a mystery unto you: we shall not all sleep: but we shall all be changed, and that in a moment, and in the twinkling of an eye, at the sound of the last trumpet. For the trumpet shall blow, and the dead shall rise incorruptible: And we shall be changed.
natural Death » When averted for a season, is a motive to increased devotedness
For hell praiseth not thee, death doth not magnify thee. They that go down into the grave, praise not thy truth:
I will not die, but live, and declare the works of the LORD.
Deliver us, O LORD, and we will sing praises in thy house, all the days of our life."
hezekiah » King of judah » His psalm of thanksgiving
A thanksgiving, which Hezekiah king of Judah wrote, when he had been sick, and was recovered. "I thought I should have gone to the gates of hell in my best age, and have wanted the residue of my years. I spake within myself, 'I shall never visit the LORD God in this life: I shall never see man among the dwellers of the world. read more.
Mine age is folden up together, and taken away from me, like a shepherd's cottage: my life is hewn off, like as a weaver cutteth off his web. While I was yet taking my rest, he hewed me off, and made an end of me in one day.' I thought I would have lived unto the morrow, but he bruised my bones like a lion, and made an end of me in one day. Then chattered I like a swallow, and like a crane, and mourned as a dove. I lift up mine eyes to the height: 'O LORD,' say I, 'violence is done unto me, be thou surety for me.' What shall I say? The Lord hath made a promise to me. Yea, and he himself hath performed it. I shall therefore, as long as I live, remember bitterness of my life. O LORD, men may live beyond their years, and I will declare to all men that even in those years, it was thou that causedest me to sleep, and again thou hast given me life. Behold, bitter as gall was my pensiveness: so sore longed I for health. And it was thy pleasure to deliver me from the filthy pit: for thou it is, O Lord, that hath cast all my sins behind thy back. For hell praiseth not thee, death doth not magnify thee. They that go down into the grave, praise not thy truth: but the living, yea the living acknowledge thee, like as I do this day. The father telleth his children of thy faithfulness. Deliver us, O LORD, and we will sing praises in thy house, all the days of our life." And Isaiah said, "Take a plaster of figs, and lay it upon the sore, so shall it be whole." Then said Hezekiah, "O what a great thing is this, that I shall go up in to the house of the LORD."
Mine age is folden up together, and taken away from me, like a shepherd's cottage: my life is hewn off, like as a weaver cutteth off his web. While I was yet taking my rest, he hewed me off, and made an end of me in one day.' I thought I would have lived unto the morrow, but he bruised my bones like a lion, and made an end of me in one day. Then chattered I like a swallow, and like a crane, and mourned as a dove. I lift up mine eyes to the height: 'O LORD,' say I, 'violence is done unto me, be thou surety for me.' What shall I say? The Lord hath made a promise to me. Yea, and he himself hath performed it. I shall therefore, as long as I live, remember bitterness of my life. O LORD, men may live beyond their years, and I will declare to all men that even in those years, it was thou that causedest me to sleep, and again thou hast given me life. Behold, bitter as gall was my pensiveness: so sore longed I for health. And it was thy pleasure to deliver me from the filthy pit: for thou it is, O Lord, that hath cast all my sins behind thy back. For hell praiseth not thee, death doth not magnify thee. They that go down into the grave, praise not thy truth: but the living, yea the living acknowledge thee, like as I do this day. The father telleth his children of thy faithfulness. Deliver us, O LORD, and we will sing praises in thy house, all the days of our life." And Isaiah said, "Take a plaster of figs, and lay it upon the sore, so shall it be whole." Then said Hezekiah, "O what a great thing is this, that I shall go up in to the house of the LORD."
Hope » Life is the season of
And why? As long as a man liveth, he is careless: for a quick dog, say they, is better than a dead lion.
For hell praiseth not thee, death doth not magnify thee. They that go down into the grave, praise not thy truth:
Hope » Who cannot hope for the truth of the lord
O LORD, men may live beyond their years, and I will declare to all men that even in those years, it was thou that causedest me to sleep, and again thou hast given me life. Behold, bitter as gall was my pensiveness: so sore longed I for health. And it was thy pleasure to deliver me from the filthy pit: for thou it is, O Lord, that hath cast all my sins behind thy back. For hell praiseth not thee, death doth not magnify thee. They that go down into the grave, praise not thy truth:
natural Life » Is compared to » A shepherd's tent removed
For hell praiseth not thee, death doth not magnify thee. They that go down into the grave, praise not thy truth:
Murmuring » Instances of » hezekiah
"I thought I should have gone to the gates of hell in my best age, and have wanted the residue of my years. I spake within myself, 'I shall never visit the LORD God in this life: I shall never see man among the dwellers of the world. Mine age is folden up together, and taken away from me, like a shepherd's cottage: my life is hewn off, like as a weaver cutteth off his web. While I was yet taking my rest, he hewed me off, and made an end of me in one day.' read more.
I thought I would have lived unto the morrow, but he bruised my bones like a lion, and made an end of me in one day. Then chattered I like a swallow, and like a crane, and mourned as a dove. I lift up mine eyes to the height: 'O LORD,' say I, 'violence is done unto me, be thou surety for me.' What shall I say? The Lord hath made a promise to me. Yea, and he himself hath performed it. I shall therefore, as long as I live, remember bitterness of my life. O LORD, men may live beyond their years, and I will declare to all men that even in those years, it was thou that causedest me to sleep, and again thou hast given me life. Behold, bitter as gall was my pensiveness: so sore longed I for health. And it was thy pleasure to deliver me from the filthy pit: for thou it is, O Lord, that hath cast all my sins behind thy back. For hell praiseth not thee, death doth not magnify thee. They that go down into the grave, praise not thy truth:
I thought I would have lived unto the morrow, but he bruised my bones like a lion, and made an end of me in one day. Then chattered I like a swallow, and like a crane, and mourned as a dove. I lift up mine eyes to the height: 'O LORD,' say I, 'violence is done unto me, be thou surety for me.' What shall I say? The Lord hath made a promise to me. Yea, and he himself hath performed it. I shall therefore, as long as I live, remember bitterness of my life. O LORD, men may live beyond their years, and I will declare to all men that even in those years, it was thou that causedest me to sleep, and again thou hast given me life. Behold, bitter as gall was my pensiveness: so sore longed I for health. And it was thy pleasure to deliver me from the filthy pit: for thou it is, O Lord, that hath cast all my sins behind thy back. For hell praiseth not thee, death doth not magnify thee. They that go down into the grave, praise not thy truth:
Praise » Who does not praise the lord
The dead praise not thee, O LORD, neither all they that go down into silence.
O LORD, men may live beyond their years, and I will declare to all men that even in those years, it was thou that causedest me to sleep, and again thou hast given me life. Behold, bitter as gall was my pensiveness: so sore longed I for health. And it was thy pleasure to deliver me from the filthy pit: for thou it is, O Lord, that hath cast all my sins behind thy back. For hell praiseth not thee, death doth not magnify thee. They that go down into the grave, praise not thy truth:
Psalms » Of hezekiah, celebrating deliverance from death
A thanksgiving, which Hezekiah king of Judah wrote, when he had been sick, and was recovered. "I thought I should have gone to the gates of hell in my best age, and have wanted the residue of my years. I spake within myself, 'I shall never visit the LORD God in this life: I shall never see man among the dwellers of the world. read more.
Mine age is folden up together, and taken away from me, like a shepherd's cottage: my life is hewn off, like as a weaver cutteth off his web. While I was yet taking my rest, he hewed me off, and made an end of me in one day.' I thought I would have lived unto the morrow, but he bruised my bones like a lion, and made an end of me in one day. Then chattered I like a swallow, and like a crane, and mourned as a dove. I lift up mine eyes to the height: 'O LORD,' say I, 'violence is done unto me, be thou surety for me.' What shall I say? The Lord hath made a promise to me. Yea, and he himself hath performed it. I shall therefore, as long as I live, remember bitterness of my life. O LORD, men may live beyond their years, and I will declare to all men that even in those years, it was thou that causedest me to sleep, and again thou hast given me life. Behold, bitter as gall was my pensiveness: so sore longed I for health. And it was thy pleasure to deliver me from the filthy pit: for thou it is, O Lord, that hath cast all my sins behind thy back. For hell praiseth not thee, death doth not magnify thee. They that go down into the grave, praise not thy truth: but the living, yea the living acknowledge thee, like as I do this day. The father telleth his children of thy faithfulness. Deliver us, O LORD, and we will sing praises in thy house, all the days of our life."
Mine age is folden up together, and taken away from me, like a shepherd's cottage: my life is hewn off, like as a weaver cutteth off his web. While I was yet taking my rest, he hewed me off, and made an end of me in one day.' I thought I would have lived unto the morrow, but he bruised my bones like a lion, and made an end of me in one day. Then chattered I like a swallow, and like a crane, and mourned as a dove. I lift up mine eyes to the height: 'O LORD,' say I, 'violence is done unto me, be thou surety for me.' What shall I say? The Lord hath made a promise to me. Yea, and he himself hath performed it. I shall therefore, as long as I live, remember bitterness of my life. O LORD, men may live beyond their years, and I will declare to all men that even in those years, it was thou that causedest me to sleep, and again thou hast given me life. Behold, bitter as gall was my pensiveness: so sore longed I for health. And it was thy pleasure to deliver me from the filthy pit: for thou it is, O Lord, that hath cast all my sins behind thy back. For hell praiseth not thee, death doth not magnify thee. They that go down into the grave, praise not thy truth: but the living, yea the living acknowledge thee, like as I do this day. The father telleth his children of thy faithfulness. Deliver us, O LORD, and we will sing praises in thy house, all the days of our life."