Job 17:1
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the grave is ready for me.
Job 6:11
What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is my end, that I should prolong my life?
Job 17:13-14
If I wait, the grave is my house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
Job 19:17
My breath is repulsive to my wife, though I make supplication for the children of my own body.
Job 42:16
After this lived Job a hundred and forty years, and saw his sons, and his sons' sons, even four generations.
Psalm 88:3-5
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draws near unto the grave.
Isaiah 38:10-14
I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the rest of my years.
Isaiah 57:16
For I will not contend forever, neither will I be always angry: for the spirit should fail before me, and the souls which I have made.