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But Jacob said, “My son will not go down there with you; his brother is dead and he is the only one left. If harm comes to him on the journey you are taking, you will bring my gray head down to the grave in sorrow.”
If you take this one from me too and harm comes to him, you will bring my gray head down to the grave in misery.’
sees that the boy isn’t there, he will die. Your servants will bring the gray head of our father down to the grave in sorrow.
They said to Moses, “Was it because there were no graves in Egypt that you brought us to the desert to die? What have you done to us by bringing us out of Egypt?
The cords of the grave coiled around me;
the snares of death confronted me.
“The Lord brings death and makes alive;
he brings down to the grave and raises up.
Deal with him according to your wisdom, but do not let his gray head go down to the grave in peace.
After burying him, he said to his sons, “When I die, bury me in the grave where the man of God is buried; lay my bones beside his bones.
He took the Asherah pole from the temple of the Lord to the Kidron Valley outside Jerusalem and burned it there. He ground it to powder and scattered the dust over the graves of the common people.
Under his direction the altars of the Baals were torn down; he cut to pieces the incense altars that were above them, and smashed the Asherah poles and the idols. These he broke to pieces and scattered over the graves of those who had sacrificed to them.
who are filled with gladness
and rejoice when they reach the grave?
You will come to the grave in full vigor,
like sheaves gathered in season.
As a cloud vanishes and is gone,
so one who goes down to the grave does not return.
If only I had never come into being,
or had been carried straight from the womb to the grave!
“If only you would hide me in the grave
and conceal me till your anger has passed!
If only you would set me a time
and then remember me!
My spirit is broken,
my days are cut short,
the grave awaits me.
If the only home I hope for is the grave,
if I spread out my bed in the realm of darkness,
They spend their years in prosperity
and go down to the grave in peace.
They are carried to the grave,
and watch is kept over their tombs.
He buried him in Moab, in the valley opposite Beth Peor, but to this day no one knows where his grave is.
As heat and drought snatch away the melted snow,
so the grave snatches away those who have sinned.
Bury them all in the dust together;
shroud their faces in the grave.
Not a word from their mouth can be trusted;
their heart is filled with malice.
Their throat is an open grave;
with their tongues they tell lies.
Among the dead no one proclaims your name.
Who praises you from the grave?
The cords of the grave coiled around me;
the snares of death confronted me.
They are like sheep and are destined to die;
death will be their shepherd
(but the upright will prevail over them in the morning).
Their forms will decay in the grave,
far from their princely mansions.
I am set apart with the dead,
like the slain who lie in the grave,
whom you remember no more,
who are cut off from your care.
Is your love declared in the grave,
your faithfulness in Destruction?
Who can live and not see death,
or who can escape the power of the grave?
He sent out his word and healed them;
he rescued them from the grave.
The cords of death entangled me,
the anguish of the grave came over me;
I was overcome by distress and sorrow.
They will say, “As one plows and breaks up the earth,
so our bones have been scattered at the mouth of the grave.”
let’s swallow them alive, like the grave,
and whole, like those who go down to the pit;
Her feet go down to death;
her steps lead straight to the grave.
Her house is a highway to the grave,
leading down to the chambers of death.
Anyone tormented by the guilt of murder
will seek refuge in the grave;
let no one hold them back.
the grave, the barren womb,
land, which is never satisfied with water,
and fire, which never says, ‘Enough!’
Place me like a seal over your heart,
like a seal on your arm;
for love is as strong as death,
its jealousy unyielding as the grave.
It burns like blazing fire,
like a mighty flame.
All your pomp has been brought down to the grave,
along with the noise of your harps;
maggots are spread out beneath you
and worms cover you.
What are you doing here and who gave you permission
to cut out a grave for yourself here,
hewing your grave on the height
and chiseling your resting place in the rock?
For the grave cannot praise you,
death cannot sing your praise;
those who go down to the pit
cannot hope for your faithfulness.
He was assigned a grave with the wicked,
and with the rich in his death,
though he had done no violence,
nor was any deceit in his mouth.
who sit among the graves
and spend their nights keeping secret vigil;
who eat the flesh of pigs,
and whose pots hold broth of impure meat;
Their quivers are like an open grave;
all of them are mighty warriors.
“ ‘At that time, declares the Lord, the bones of the kings and officials of Judah, the bones of the priests and prophets, and the bones of the people of Jerusalem will be removed from their graves.
For he did not kill me in the womb,
with my mother as my grave,
her womb enlarged forever.
“Assyria is there with her whole army; she is surrounded by the graves of all her slain, all who have fallen by the sword.
Their graves are in the depths of the pit and her army lies around her grave. All who had spread terror in the land of the living are slain, fallen by the sword.
“Elam is there, with all her hordes around her grave. All of them are slain, fallen by the sword. All who had spread terror in the land of the living went down uncircumcised to the earth below. They bear their shame with those who go down to the pit.
A bed is made for her among the slain, with all her hordes around her grave. All of them are uncircumcised, killed by the sword. Because their terror had spread in the land of the living, they bear their shame with those who go down to the pit; they are laid among the slain.
“Meshek and Tubal are there, with all their hordes around their graves. All of them are uncircumcised, killed by the sword because they spread their terror in the land of the living.
Therefore prophesy and say to them: ‘This is what the Sovereign Lord says: My people, I am going to open your graves and bring you up from them; I will bring you back to the land of Israel.
Then you, my people, will know that I am the Lord, when I open your graves and bring you up from them.
“I will deliver this people from the power of the grave;
I will redeem them from death.
Where, O death, are your plagues?
Where, O grave, is your destruction?
“I will have no compassion,
The Lord has given a command concerning you, Nineveh:
“You will have no descendants to bear your name.
I will destroy the images and idols
that are in the temple of your gods.
I will prepare your grave,
for you are vile.”
indeed, wine betrays him;
he is arrogant and never at rest.
Because he is as greedy as the grave
and like death is never satisfied,
he gathers to himself all the nations
and takes captive all the peoples.
“Woe to you, teachers of the law and Pharisees, you hypocrites! You build tombs for the prophets and decorate the graves of the righteous.
“Woe to you, because you are like unmarked graves, which people walk over without knowing it.”
“Do not be amazed at this, for a time is coming when all who are in their graves will hear his voice
The dead man came out, his hands and feet wrapped with strips of linen, and a cloth around his face.
Jesus said to them, “Take off the grave clothes and let him go.”
“Their throats are open graves;
their tongues practice deceit.”
“The poison of vipers is on their lips.”