If I had died then, I would be at rest now,

Then I would be sleeping like princes who filled their houses with gold and silver,

In the grave wicked people stop their evil, and tired workers find rest at last.

Everyone is there, the famous and the unknown, and slaves at last are free.

Good people die, and no one understands or even cares. But when they die, no calamity can hurt them.

Those who live good lives find peace and rest in death.

Then I heard a voice from heaven saying, "Write this: Happy are those who from now on die in the service of the Lord!" "Yes indeed!" answers the Spirit. "They will enjoy rest from their hard work, because the results of their service go with them."

God will put his angels in charge of you to protect you wherever you go.

They will hold you up with their hands to keep you from hurting your feet on the stones.

the field is the world; the good seed is the people who belong to the Kingdom; the weeds are the people who belong to the Evil One;

Just as the weeds are gathered up and burned in the fire, so the same thing will happen at the end of the age:

and they will throw them into the fiery furnace, where they will cry and gnash their teeth.

The great trumpet will sound, and he will send out his angels to the four corners of the earth, and they will gather his chosen people from one end of the world to the other.

Since the children, as he calls them, are people of flesh and blood, Jesus himself became like them and shared their human nature. He did this so that through his death he might destroy the Devil, who has the power over death,

I assure you that many will come from the east and the west and sit down with Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob at the feast in the Kingdom of heaven.

One of the disciples, the one whom Jesus loved, was sitting next to Jesus.

Peter turned around and saw behind him that other disciple, whom Jesus loved---the one who had leaned close to Jesus at the meal and had asked, "Lord, who is going to betray you?"

But God said to him, 'You fool! This very night you will have to give up your life; then who will get all these things you have kept for yourself ? ' "

They live out their lives in peace and quietly die without suffering.

On the day God is angry and punishes, it is the wicked who are always spared.

When they are carried to the graveyard, to their well-guarded tombs,

by evil people who trust in their riches and boast of their great wealth.

because the payment for a human life is too great. What we could pay would never be enough

Anyone can see that even the wise die, as well as the foolish and stupid. They all leave their riches to their descendants.

Our greatness cannot keep us from death; we will still die like the animals.

Don't be upset when someone becomes rich, when his wealth grows even greater;

Even if someone is satisfied with this life and is praised because he is successful,

You will put them in slippery places and make them fall to destruction!

They are like a dream that goes away in the morning; when you rouse yourself, O Lord, they disappear.

Wicked people bring about their own downfall by their evil deeds, but good people are protected by their integrity.

Do you gain anything if you win the whole world but lose your life? Of course not!

The sun rises with its blazing heat and burns the plant; its flower falls off, and its beauty is destroyed. In the same way the rich will be destroyed while they go about their business.

Christ himself carried our sins in his body to the cross, so that we might die to sin and live for righteousness. It is by his wounds that you have been healed.

entered the palace, and had a meal. Only then did he say, "Take that cursed woman and bury her; after all, she is a king's daughter."

But the men who went out to bury her found nothing except her skull and the bones of her hands and feet.

Yes, I have seen the wicked buried and in their graves, but on the way back from the cemetery people praise them in the very city where they did their evil. It is useless.

All the kings of the earth lie in their magnificent tombs,

"Who do you think you are? What right do you have to carve a tomb for yourself out of the rocky hillside?