25 Bible Verses about State Of The Dead

The Rephaim are formed, Beneath the waters, also their inhabitants.

In the death of a wicked man, hope perisheth, And the expectation of the iniquitous hath been lost.

All that thy hand findeth to do, with thy power do, for there is no work, and device, and knowledge, and wisdom in Sheol whither thou art going.

For the living know that they die, and the dead know not anything, and there is no more to them a reward, for their remembrance hath been forgotten.

If a man doth beget a hundred, and live many years, and is great, because they are the days of his years, and his soul is not satisfied from the goodness, and also he hath not had a grave, I have said, 'Better than he is the untimely birth.' For in vanity he came in, and in darkness he goeth, and in darkness his name is covered, Even the sun he hath not seen nor known, more rest hath this than that.

For what is his delight in his house after him, And the number of his months cut off?

It cometh to the generation of his fathers, For ever they see not the light.

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

Are Thy wonders known in the darkness? And Thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?

I have been forgotten as dead out of mind, I have been as a perishing vessel.

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.

To the dead dost Thou do wonders? Do Rephaim rise? do they thank Thee? Selah. Is Thy kindness recounted in the grave? Thy faithfulness in destruction?

The dead praise not Jah, Nor any going down to silence.

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

Unless Jehovah were a help to me, My soul had almost inhabited silence.

For a fire hath been kindled in Mine anger, And it burneth unto Sheol -- the lowest, And consumeth earth and its increase, And setteth on fire foundations of mountains.

Haste, answer me, O Jehovah, My spirit hath been consumed, Hide not Thou Thy face from me, Or I have been compared with those going down to the pit.

For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.

In dark places He hath caused me to dwell, As the dead of old.

Than whom hast thou been more pleasant? Go down, and be laid with the uncircumcised.

And thou, in the midst of the uncircumcised art broken, And dost lie with the pierced of the sword.

Speak to him do the gods of the mighty out of the midst of sheol, With his helpers -- they have gone down, They have lain with the uncircumcised, The pierced of the sword.

In the midst of the wounded they have appointed a bed for her with all her multitude, Round about him are her graves, All of them uncircumcised, pierced of the sword, For their terror was given in the land of the living, And they bear their shame with those going down to the pit, In the midst of the pierced he hath been put.

And they lie not with the mighty, Who are falling of the uncircumcised, Who have gone down to sheol with their weapons of war, And they put their swords under their heads, And their iniquities are on their bones, For the terror of the mighty is in the land of the living.

And thou, go on to the end, then thou dost rest, and dost stand in thy lot at the end of the days.'