Bible Verses About Death

Man is in honour, and vnderstandeth not: he is like to beasts that perish.

For I feared at the foolish, when I sawe the prosperitie of the wicked.

For there are no bandes in their death, but they are lustie and strong.

Vntill I went into the Sanctuarie of God: then vnderstoode I their ende.

Surely thou hast set them in slipperie places, and castest them downe into desolation.

How suddenly are they destroyed, perished and horribly consumed,

As a dreame when one awaketh! O Lord, when thou raisest vs vp, thou shalt make their image despised.

Mine eye is sorowfull through mine affliction: Lord, I call dayly vpon thee: I stretch out mine hands vnto thee.

Wilt thou shewe a miracle to the dead? or shall the dead rise and prayse thee? Selah.

Shall thy louing kindenes be declared in the graue? or thy faithfulnes in destruction?

Shall thy wonderous workes be knowen in the darke? and thy righteousnes in the land of obliuion?

But vnto thee haue I cryed, O Lord, and early shall my prayer come before thee.

Lord, why doest thou reiect my soule, and hidest thy face from me?

For he knoweth whereof we be made: he remembreth that we are but dust.

The dayes of man are as grasse: as a flowre of the fielde, so florisheth he.

For the winde goeth ouer it, and it is gone, and the place thereof shall knowe it no more.

His owne iniquities shall take the wicked himselfe, and he shall be holden with the cordes of his owne sinne.

Hee shall die for fault of instruction, and shall goe astray through his great follie.

For the wise mans eyes are in his head, but the foole walketh in darknes: yet I know also that the same condition falleth to them all.

Then I thought in mine heart, It befalleth vnto me, as it befalleth to ye foole. Why therefore doe I then labour to be more wise? And I sayd in mine heart, that this also is vanitie.

For there shalbe no remembrance of the wise, nor of the foole for euer: for that that now is, in the dayes to come shall all be forgotten. And howe dyeth the wise man, as doeth the foole?

Therefore I hated life: for the worke that is wrought vnder the sunne is grieuous vnto me: for all is vanitie, and vexation of the spirit.

I hated also all my labour, wherein I had trauailed vnder the sunne, which I shall leaue to the man that shalbe after me.

For the condition of the children of men, and the condition of beasts are euen as one condition vnto them. As the one dyeth, so dyeth the other: for they haue all one breath, and there is no excellency of man aboue ye beast: for all is vanitie.

All goe to one place, and all was of the dust, and all shall returne to the dust.