45 Bible Verses about Grave, The

'And every one who cometh, on the face of the field, against the pierced of a sword, or against the dead, or against a bone of man, or against a grave, is unclean seven days;

and He burieth him in a valley in the land of Moab, over-against Beth-Peor, and no man hath known his burying place unto this day.

And it cometh to pass, after his burying him, that he speaketh unto his sons, saying, 'At my death -- ye have buried me in the burying-place in which the man of God is buried; near his bones place my bones;

and one burieth him in his burying-place in the garden of Uzza, and reign doth Josiah his son in his stead.

What -- to thee here? And who -- to thee here? That thou hast hewn out to thee here -- a sepulchre? Hewing on high his sepulchre, Graving in a rock a dwelling for himself.

and all his sons and all his daughters rise to comfort him, and he refuseth to comfort himself, and saith, 'For -- I go down mourning unto my son, to Sheol,' and his father weepeth for him.

For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.

and he saith, 'My son doth not go down with you, for his brother is dead, and he by himself is left; when mischief hath met him in the way in which ye go, then ye have brought down my grey hairs in sorrow to sheol.'

when ye have taken also this from my presence, and mischief hath met him, then ye have brought down my grey hairs with evil to sheol.

When the breakers of death compassed me, The streams of the worthless terrify me, The cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been the snares of death.

and thou hast done according to thy wisdom, and dost not let his old age go down in peace to Sheol.

Who are waiting for death, and it is not, And they seek it above hid treasures. Who are glad -- unto joy, They rejoice when they find a grave.

Thou comest in full age unto the grave, As the going up of a stalk in its season.

As I had not been, I am, From the belly to the grave I am brought,

My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves are for me.

Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down to the pit.

Who is the man that liveth, and doth not see death? He delivereth his soul from the hand of Sheol. Selah.

Her feet are going down to death, Sheol do her steps take hold of.

And he hath not known that Rephaim are there, In deep places of Sheol her invited ones!

A path of life is on high for the wise, To turn aside from Sheol beneath.

Sheol, and a restrained womb, Earth -- it is not satisfied with water, And fire -- it hath not said, 'Sufficiency,'

Because ye have said: 'We have made a covenant with death, And with Sheol we have made a provision, An overflowing scourge, when it passeth over, Doth not meet us, Though we have made a lie our refuge, And in falsehood have been hidden.'

Because he hath not put me to death from the womb, And my mother is to me -- my grave, And her womb a pregnancy age-during.

And also, because the wine is treacherous, A man is haughty, and remaineth not at home, Who hath enlarged as sheol his soul, And is as death that is not satisfied, And doth gather unto itself all the nations, And doth assemble unto itself all the peoples,

Desolations are upon them, They go down to Sheol -- alive, For wickedness is in their dwelling, in their midst.

and if a strange thing Jehovah do, and the ground hath opened her mouth and swallowed them, and all that they have, and they have gone down alive to Sheol -- then ye have known that these men have despised Jehovah.'

Drought -- also heat -- consume snow-waters, Sheol those who have sinned.

Hide them in the dust together, Their faces bind in secret.

The wicked do turn back to Sheol, All nations forgetting God.

O Jehovah, let me not be ashamed, For I have called Thee, let the wicked be ashamed, Let them become silent to Sheol.

As sheep for Sheol they have set themselves, Death doth afflict them, And the upright rule over them in the morning, And their form is for consumption. Sheol is a dwelling for him.

Therefore hath Sheol enlarged herself, And hath opened her mouth without limit. And gone down hath its honour, and its multitude, And its noise, and its exulting one -- into her.

Sheol beneath hath been troubled at thee, To meet thy coming in, It is waking up for thee Rephaim, All chiefs ones of earth, It hath raised up from their thrones All kings of nations.

If I wait -- Sheol is my house, In darkness I have spread out my couch. To corruption I have called: -- 'Thou art my father.' 'My mother' and 'my sister' -- to the worm. And where is now my hope? Yea, my hope, who doth behold it?read more.
To the parts of Sheol ye go down, If together on the dust we may rest.

Consumed hath been a cloud, and it goeth, So he who is going down to Sheol cometh not up.

For there is not in death Thy memorial, In Sheol, who doth give thanks to Thee?

Among the dead -- free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.

For Sheol doth not confess Thee, Death doth not praise Thee, Those going down to the pit hope not for Thy truth.

Only, God doth ransom my soul from the hand of Sheol, For He doth receive me. Selah.

where, O Death, thy sting? where, O Hades, thy victory?'

Jehovah putteth to death, and keepeth alive, He bringeth down to Sheol, and bringeth up.

O that in Sheol Thou wouldest conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.

From the hand of Sheol I do ransom them, From death I redeem them, Where is thy plague, O death? Where thy destruction, O Sheol? Repentance is hid from Mine eyes.

because Thou wilt not leave my soul to hades, nor wilt Thou give Thy Kind One to see corruption;

For Thou dost not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor givest thy saintly one to see corruption.