Then too, I saw the burial of the wicked who used to go in and out of the holy place, and they were praised in the city where they had done so. This too is futile.
The memory of the righteous is a blessing, but the name of the wicked will rot.
For there is no lasting remembrance of the wise, just as with the fool, seeing that both will be forgotten in the days t
For the living know that they will die, but the dead know nothing. They have no further reward, because the memory of th
O LORD, the hope of Israel, all who abandon You will be put to shame. All who turn away will be written in the dust, for
Are they like straw before the wind, like chaff swept away by a storm?
He is carried to the grave, and watch is kept over his tomb.
But My righteous one will live by faith; and if he shrinks back, I will take no pleasure in him.”
Then Jehu went in and ate and drank. “Take care of this cursed woman,” he said, “and bury her, for she was the daughter
where they presented false witnesses who said, “This man never stops speaking against this holy place and against the la
I am forgotten like a dead man, out of mind. I am like a broken vessel.
One day the beggar died and was carried by the angels to Abraham’s side. And the rich man also died and was buried.
There is no remembrance of those who came before, and those yet to come will not be remembered by those who follow after
A song of ascents. Of David. I was glad when they said to me, “Let us go to the house of the LORD.”