Bible Verses About Death

People, even rich ones, can fail to grasp that, like animals, they will die.

when I grew envious of the arrogant and saw how the wicked prosper.

For when their death comes, it is painless; and meanwhile, their bodies are healthy;

until I went into the sanctuaries of God and grasped what their destiny would be.

Indeed, you place them on a slippery slope and make them fall to their ruin.

How suddenly they are destroyed, swept away by terrors!

They are like a dream when one awakens; Adonai, when you rouse yourself, you will despise their phantoms.

my eyes grow dim from suffering. I call on you, ADONAI, every day; I spread out my hands to you.

Will you perform wonders for the dead? Can the ghosts of the dead rise up and praise you? (Selah)

Will your grace be declared in the grave, or your faithfulness in Abaddon?

Will your wonders be known in the dark, or your righteousness in the land of oblivion?

But I cry out to you, ADONAI; my prayer comes before you in the morning.

So why, ADONAI, do you reject me? Why do you hide your face from me?

For he understands how we are made, he remembers that we are dust.

Yes, a human being's days are like grass, he sprouts like a flower in the countryside -

but when the wind sweeps over, it's gone; and its place knows it no more.

A wicked person's own crimes will trap him, he will be held fast by the ropes of his sin.

He will die from lack of discipline; the magnitude of his folly will make him totter and fall.

The wise man has eyes in his head, but the fool walks in darkness. Yet the same fate awaits them all.

So I said to myself, "If the same thing happens to the fool as to me, then what did I gain by being wise?" and I thought to myself, "This too is pointless.

For the wise man, like the fool, will not be long remembered, inasmuch as in the times to come, everything will long ago have been forgotten. The wise man, no less than the fool, must die."

So I came to hate life, because the activities done under the sun were loathesome to me, since everything is meaningless and feeding on wind.

I hated all the things for which I had worked under the sun, because I saw that I would have to leave them to the man who will come after me.

After all, the same things that happen to people happen to animals, the very same thing - just as the one dies, so does the other. Yes, their breath is the same; so that humans are no better than animals; since nothing matters, anyway.

They all go to the same place; they all come from dust, and they all return to dust.