“Take away the stone,” Jesus said. “Lord, by now he stinks,” said Martha, the sister of the dead man. “It has already been four days.”
No man can possibly redeem his brother or pay his ransom to God.
When Jesus arrived, He found that Lazarus had already spent four days in the tomb.
They were asking one another, “Who will roll away the stone from the entrance of the tomb?”
By the sweat of your brow you will eat your bread, until you return to the ground—because out of it were you taken. For
who, by the power that enables Him to subject all things to Himself, will transform our lowly bodies to be like His glor
because You will not abandon my soul to Hades, nor will You let Your Holy One see decay.
Like sheep they are destined for Sheol. Death will be their shepherd. The upright will rule them in the morning, and the
that he should live on forever and not see decay.
“I am a foreigner and an outsider among you. Give me a burial site among you so that I can bury my dead.”
For when David had served God’s purpose in his own generation, he fell asleep. His body was buried with his fathers and