Jacob set up a marker on her grave; it is the marker at Rachel’s grave to this day.

For how can I go back to my father without the boy? I could not bear to see the grief that would overwhelm my father.”

But during the seventh year you are to let it rest and leave it uncultivated, so that the poor among your people may eat from it and the wild animals may consume what they leave. Do the same with your vineyard and your olive grove.

Then Moses asked Aaron, “What did these people do to you that you have led them into such a grave sin?”

When Moses reported these words to all the Israelites, the people were overcome with grief.

Anyone in the open field who touches a person who has been killed by the sword or has died, or who even touches a human bone, or a grave, will be unclean for seven days.

A person who is clean is to take hyssop, dip it in the water, and sprinkle the tent, all the furnishings, and the people who were there. He is also to sprinkle the one who touched a bone, a grave, a corpse, or a person who had been killed.

While Israel was staying in the Acacia Grove, the people began to have sexual relations with the women of Moab.

He buried him in the valley in the land of Moab facing Beth-peor, and no one to this day knows where his grave is.

Joshua son of Nun secretly sent two men as spies from the Acacia Grove, saying, “Go and scout the land, especially Jericho.” So they left, and they came to the house of a woman, a prostitute named Rahab, and stayed there.

Joshua started early the next morning and left the Acacia Grove with all the Israelites. They went as far as the Jordan and stayed there before crossing.

Any man from your family I do not cut off from My altar will bring grief and sadness to you. All your descendants will die violently.

Today when you leave me, you’ll find two men at Rachel’s Grave at Zelzah in the land of Benjamin. They will say to you, ‘The donkeys you went looking for have been found, and now your father has stopped being concerned about the donkeys and is worried about you, asking: What should I do about my son?’

Saul responded, “I have sinned. Come back, my son David, I will never harm you again because today you considered my life precious. I have been a fool! I’ve committed a grave error.”

but you went back and ate bread and drank water in the place that He said to you, “Do not eat bread and do not drink water”— your corpse will never reach the grave of your fathers.’”

Then he laid the corpse in his own grave, and they mourned over him: “Oh, my brother!”

After he had buried him, he said to his sons, “When I die, you must bury me in the grave where the man of God is buried; lay my bones beside his bones,

All Israel will mourn for him and bury him. He alone out of Jeroboam’s house will be put in the family tomb, because out of the house of Jeroboam the Lord God of Israel found something good only in him.

therefore, I will indeed gather you to your fathers, and you will be gathered to your grave in peace. Your eyes will not see all the disaster that I am bringing on this place.’”

Then they reported to the king.

‘I will indeed gather you to your fathers, and you will be gathered to your grave in peace. Your eyes will not see all the disaster that I am bringing on this place and on its inhabitants.’”

Then they reported to the king.

Why is light given to one burdened with grief,
and life to those whose existence is bitter,

who are filled with much joy
and are glad when they reach the grave?

You will approach the grave in full vigor,
as a stack of sheaves is gathered in its season.

If only my grief could be weighed
and my devastation placed with it in the scales.

Why not forgive my sin
and pardon my transgression?
For soon I will lie down in the grave.
You will eagerly seek me, but I will be gone.

I wish I had never existed
but had been carried from the womb to the grave.

My eyes have grown dim from grief,
and my whole body has become but a shadow.

His bones may be full of youthful vigor,
but will lie down with him in the grave.

He is carried to the grave,
and someone keeps watch over his tomb.

The dirt on his grave is sweet to him.
Everyone follows behind him,
and those who go before him are without number.

Hide them together in the dust;
imprison them in the grave.

For there is nothing reliable in what they say;
destruction is within them;
their throat is an open grave;
they flatter with their tongues.

My eyes are swollen from grief;
they grow old because of all my enemies.

But You Yourself have seen trouble and grief,
observing it in order to take the matter into Your hands.
The helpless entrusts himself to You;
You are a helper of the fatherless.

Indeed, my life is consumed with grief
and my years with groaning;
my strength has failed
because of my sinfulness,
and my bones waste away.

I went about grieving as if for my friend or brother;
I was bowed down with grief,
like one mourning a mother.

abandoned among the dead.
I am like the slain lying in the grave,
whom You no longer remember,
and who are cut off from Your care.

Will Your faithful love be declared in the grave,
Your faithfulness in Abaddon?

I am weary from grief;
strengthen me through Your word.

The Lord will not let the righteous go hungry,
but He denies the wicked what they crave.

A sly wink of the eye causes grief,
and foolish lips will be destroyed.

Even in laughter a heart may be sad,
and joy may end in grief.

A foolish son is grief to his father
and bitterness to the one who bore him.

For with much wisdom is much sorrow;
as knowledge increases, grief increases.

I constructed reservoirs of water for myself from which to irrigate a grove of flourishing trees.

For all his days are filled with grief, and his occupation is sorrowful; even at night, his mind does not rest. This too is futile.

Grief is better than laughter,
for when a face is sad, a heart may be glad.

W I came down to the walnut grove
to see the blossoms of the valley,
to see if the vines were budding
and the pomegranates blooming.

But you are thrown out without a grave,
like a worthless branch,
covered by those slain with the sword
and dumped into a rocky pit like a trampled corpse.

They made His grave with the wicked
and with a rich man at His death,
although He had done no violence
and had not spoken deceitfully.

Their quiver is like an open grave;
they are all mighty warriors.

My joy has flown away;
grief has settled on me.
My heart is sick.

because he didn’t kill me in the womb
so that my mother might have been my grave,
her womb eternally pregnant.

Then the young woman will rejoice with dancing,
while young and old men rejoice together.
I will turn their mourning into joy,
give them consolation,
and bring happiness out of grief.

After I returned, I repented;
After I was instructed, I struck my thigh in grief.
I was ashamed and humiliated
because I bore the disgrace of my youth.”

כ KafMy eyes are worn out from weeping;
I am churning within.
My heart is poured out in grief
because of the destruction of my dear people,
because children and infants faint
in the streets of the city.

My eyes bring me grief
because of the fate of all the women in my city.

The king will mourn;
the prince will be clothed in grief;
and the hands of the people of the land will tremble.
I will deal with them according to their own conduct,
and I will judge them by their own standards.
Then they will know that I am Yahweh.

Because you have disheartened the righteous person with lies, even though I have not caused him grief, and because you have encouraged the wicked person not to turn from his evil way to save his life,

Cry out and wail, son of man,
for it is against My people.
It is against all the princes of Israel!
They are given over to the sword with My people.
Therefore strike your thigh in grief.

You will be filled with drunkenness and grief,
with a cup of devastation and desolation,
the cup of your sister Samaria.

Elam is there
with all her hordes around her grave.
All of them are slain, fallen by the sword—
those who went down to the underworld uncircumcised,
who once spread their terror
in the land of the living.
They bear their disgrace
with those who descend to the Pit.

I will turn your feasts into mourning
and all your songs into lamentation;
I will cause everyone to wear sackcloth
and every head to be shaved.
I will make that grief
like mourning for an only son
and its outcome like a bitter day.

Now, daughter who is under attack,
you slash yourself in grief;
a siege is set against us!
They are striking the judge of Israel
on the cheek with a rod.

My people,
remember what Balak king of Moab proposed,
what Balaam son of Beor answered him,
and what happened from the Acacia Grove to Gilgal
so that you may acknowledge
the Lord’s righteous acts.

How sad for me!
For I am like one who—
when the summer fruit has been gathered
after the gleaning of the grape harvest—
finds no grape cluster to eat,
no early fig, which I crave.

The Lord has issued an order concerning you:

There will be no offspring
to carry on your name.
I will eliminate the carved idol and cast image
from the house of your gods;
I will prepare your grave,
for you are contemptible.

When He got up from prayer and came to the disciples, He found them sleeping, exhausted from their grief.

Then they returned to Jerusalem from the mount called the Mount of Olives, which is near Jerusalem—a Sabbath day’s journey away.

Their throat is an open grave;
they deceive with their tongues.
Vipers’ venom is under their lips.

And you are inflated with pride, instead of filled with grief so that he who has committed this act might be removed from your congregation.

As a result, you should instead forgive and comfort him. Otherwise, this one may be overwhelmed by excessive grief.

Now I rejoice, not because you were grieved, but because your grief led to repentance. For you were grieved as God willed, so that you didn’t experience any loss from us.

For godly grief produces a repentance not to be regretted and leading to salvation, but worldly grief produces death.

Indeed, he was so sick that he nearly died. However, God had mercy on him, and not only on him but also on me, so that I would not have one grief on top of another.

Obey your leaders and submit to them, for they keep watch over your souls as those who will give an account, so that they can do this with joy and not with grief, for that would be unprofitable for you.

For it brings favor if, mindful of God’s will, someone endures grief from suffering unjustly.

As much as she glorified herself and lived luxuriously,
give her that much torment and grief,
for she says in her heart,
“I sit as a queen;
I am not a widow,
and I will never see grief.”

For this reason her plagues will come in one day—
death and grief and famine.
She will be burned up with fire,
because the Lord God who judges her is mighty.

He will wipe away every tear from their eyes.
Death will no longer exist;
grief, crying, and pain will exist no longer,
because the previous things have passed away.