Bible Verses About Death

A man who has riches without understanding is like the beasts that perish.

For I envied the arrogant when I saw the prosperity of the wicked.

They have no struggle in their death; their bodies are well-fed.

until I entered God’s sanctuary; then I discerned their end.

Surely You set them on slick ground; You cast them down into ruin.

How suddenly they are laid waste, completely swept away by terrors!

Like one waking from a dream, so You, O Lord, awaken and despise their form.

My eyes grow dim with grief. I call to You daily, O LORD; I spread out my hands to You.

Do You work wonders for the dead? Do departed spirits rise up to praise You? Selah

Can Your loving devotion be proclaimed in the grave, Your faithfulness in Abaddon?

Will Your wonders be known in the darkness, or Your righteousness in the land of oblivion?

But to You, O LORD, I cry for help; in the morning my prayer comes before You.

Why, O LORD, do You reject me? Why do You hide Your face from me?

For He knows our frame; He is mindful that we are dust.

As for man, his days are like grass— he blooms like a flower of the field;

when the wind passes over, it vanishes, and its place remembers it no more.

The iniquities of a wicked man entrap him; the cords of his sin entangle him.

He dies for lack of discipline, led astray by his own great folly.

The wise man has eyes in his head, but the fool walks in darkness. Yet I also came to realize that one fate overcomes them both.

So I said to myself, “The fate of the fool will also befall me. What then have I gained by being wise?” And I said to myself that this too is futile.

For there is no lasting remembrance of the wise, just as with the fool, seeing that both will be forgotten in the days to come. Alas, the wise man will die just like the fool!

So I hated life, because the work that is done under the sun was grievous to me. For everything is futile and a pursuit of the wind.

I hated all for which I had toiled under the sun, because I must leave it to the man who comes after me.

For the fates of both men and beasts are the same: As one dies, so dies the other—they all have the same breath. Man has no advantage over the animals, since everything is futile.

All go to one place; all come from dust, and all return to dust.