Also, anyone who in the open field touches one who has been slain with a sword or who has died naturally, or a human bone or a grave, shall be unclean for seven days.

And He buried him in the valley in the land of Moab, opposite Beth-peor; but no man knows his burial place to this day.

After he had buried him, he spoke to his sons, saying, “When I die, bury me in the grave in which the man of God is buried; lay my bones beside his bones.

He was buried in his grave in the garden of Uzza, and Josiah his son became king in his place.

‘What right do you have here,
And whom do you have here,
That you have hewn a tomb for yourself here,
You who hew a tomb on the height,
You who carve a resting place for yourself in the rock?

Then all his sons and all his daughters arose to comfort him, but he refused to be comforted. And he said, “Surely I will go down to Sheol in mourning for my son.” So his father wept for him.

For my soul has had enough troubles,
And my life has drawn near to Sheol.

But Jacob said, “My son shall not go down with you; for his brother is dead, and he alone is left. If harm should befall him on the journey you are taking, then you will bring my gray hair down to Sheol in sorrow.”

If you take this one also from me, and harm befalls him, you will bring my gray hair down to Sheol in sorrow.’

“For the waves of death encompassed me;
The torrents of destruction overwhelmed me;
The cords of Sheol surrounded me;
The snares of death confronted me.

So act according to your wisdom, and do not let his gray hair go down to Sheol in peace.

Who long for death, but there is none,
And dig for it more than for hidden treasures,
Who rejoice greatly,
And exult when they find the grave?

“You will come to the grave in full vigor,
Like the stacking of grain in its season.

‘I should have been as though I had not been,
Carried from womb to tomb.’

“My spirit is broken, my days are extinguished,
The grave is ready for me.

O Lord, You have brought up my soul from Sheol;
You have kept me alive, that I would not go down to the pit.

What man can live and not see death?
Can he deliver his soul from the power of Sheol? Selah.

Her feet go down to death,
Her steps take hold of Sheol.

But he does not know that the dead are there,
That her guests are in the depths of Sheol.

The path of life leads upward for the wise
That he may keep away from Sheol below.

Sheol, and the barren womb,
Earth that is never satisfied with water,
And fire that never says, “Enough.”

Because you have said, “We have made a covenant with death,
And with Sheol we have made a pact.
The overwhelming scourge will not reach us when it passes by,
For we have made falsehood our refuge and we have concealed ourselves with deception.”

Because he did not kill me before birth,
So that my mother would have been my grave,
And her womb ever pregnant.

“Furthermore, wine betrays the haughty man,
So that he does not stay at home.
He enlarges his appetite like Sheol,
And he is like death, never satisfied.
He also gathers to himself all nations
And collects to himself all peoples.

Let death come deceitfully upon them;
Let them go down alive to Sheol,
For evil is in their dwelling, in their midst.

But if the Lord brings about an entirely new thing and the ground opens its mouth and swallows them up with all that is theirs, and they descend alive into Sheol, then you will understand that these men have spurned the Lord.”

“Drought and heat consume the snow waters,
So does Sheol those who have sinned.

“Hide them in the dust together;
Bind them in the hidden place.

The wicked will return to Sheol,
Even all the nations who forget God.

Let me not be put to shame, O Lord, for I call upon You;
Let the wicked be put to shame, let them be silent in Sheol.

As sheep they are appointed for Sheol;
Death shall be their shepherd;
And the upright shall rule over them in the morning,
And their form shall be for Sheol to consume
So that they have no habitation.

Therefore Sheol has enlarged its throat and opened its mouth without measure;
And Jerusalem’s splendor, her multitude, her din of revelry and the jubilant within her, descend into it.

“Sheol from beneath is excited over you to meet you when you come;
It arouses for you the spirits of the dead, all the leaders of the earth;
It raises all the kings of the nations from their thrones.

“If I look for Sheol as my home,
I make my bed in the darkness;
If I call to the pit, ‘You are my father’;
To the worm, ‘my mother and my sister’;
Where now is my hope?
And who regards my hope?
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“Will it go down with me to Sheol?
Shall we together go down into the dust?”

“When a cloud vanishes, it is gone,
So he who goes down to Sheol does not come up.

For there is no mention of You in death;
In Sheol who will give You thanks?

Forsaken among the dead,
Like the slain who lie in the grave,
Whom You remember no more,
And they are cut off from Your hand.

“For Sheol cannot thank You,
Death cannot praise You;
Those who go down to the pit cannot hope for Your faithfulness.

But God will redeem my soul from the power of Sheol,
For He will receive me. Selah.

O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?”

“The Lord kills and makes alive;
He brings down to Sheol and raises up.

“Oh that You would hide me in Sheol,
That You would conceal me until Your wrath returns to You,
That You would set a limit for me and remember me!

Shall I ransom them from the power of Sheol?
Shall I redeem them from death?
O Death, where are your thorns?
O Sheol, where is your sting?
Compassion will be hidden from My sight.

Because You will not abandon my soul to Hades,
Nor allow Your Holy One to undergo decay.

For You will not abandon my soul to Sheol;
Nor will You allow Your Holy One to undergo decay.