Who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?

You shall come to your grave in a full age, like a shock of grain comes in in its season.

As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away: so he that goes down to the grave shall come up no more.

I would have been as though I had not been; I would have been carried from the womb to the grave.

O that you would hide me in the grave, that you would conceal me, until your wrath is past, that you would appoint me a set time, and remember me!

My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the grave is ready for me.

If I wait, the grave is my house: I have made my bed in the darkness.

They spend their days in wealth, and in a moment go down to the grave.

Yet shall he be brought to the grave, and shall remain in the tomb.

Drought and heat consume the snow waters: so does the grave those who have sinned.

Yet he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry out in his destruction.

Yea, his soul draws near unto the grave, and his life to those who bring death.