The Revelation of Jesus Christ

Psa.6.5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?

Psa.9.13 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:

Psa.13.3 Consider and hear me, O LORD my God: lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death;

Psa.17.9 From the wicked that oppress me, from my deadly enemies, who compass me about.

Psa.18.4 The sorrows of death compassed me, and the floods of ungodly men made me afraid.
Psa.18.5 The sorrows of hell compassed me about: the snares of death prevented me.

Psa.22.15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

Psa.23.4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

Psa.31.12 I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.

Psa.33.19 To deliver their soul from death, and to keep them alive in famine.

Psa.41.5 Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?

Psa.44.19 Though thou hast sore broken us in the place of dragons, and covered us with the shadow of death.

Psa.55.4 My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
Psa.55.15 Let death seize upon them, and let them go down quick into hell: for wickedness is in their dwellings, and among them.

Psa.56.13 For thou hast delivered my soul from death: wilt not thou deliver my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?

Psa.68.20 He that is our God is the God of salvation; and unto GOD the Lord belong the issues from death.

Psa.73.4 For there are no bands in their death: but their strength is firm.

Psa.76.6 At thy rebuke, O God of Jacob, both the chariot and horse are cast into a dead sleep.

Psa.78.50 He made a way to his anger; he spared not their soul from death, but gave their life over to the pestilence;

Psa.79.2 The dead bodies of thy servants have they given to be meat unto the fowls of the heaven, the flesh of thy saints unto the beasts of the earth.
Psa.79.11 Let the sighing of the prisoner come before thee; according to the greatness of thy power preserve thou those that are appointed to die;

Psa.82.7 But ye shall die like men, and fall like one of the princes.

Psa.88.5 Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.
Psa.88.10 Wilt thou show wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.
Psa.88.15 I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.

Psa.89.48 What man is he that liveth, and shall not see death? shall he deliver his soul from the hand of the grave? Selah.

Psa.102.20 To hear the groaning of the prisoner; to loose those that are appointed to death;

Psa.104.29 Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled: thou takest away their breath, they die, and return to their dust.

Psa.106.28 They joined themselves also unto Baalpeor, and ate the sacrifices of the dead.

Psa.107.10 Such as sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, being bound in affliction and iron;
Psa.107.14 He brought them out of darkness and the shadow of death, and brake their bands in sunder.
Psa.107.18 Their soul abhorreth all manner of meat; and they draw near unto the gates of death.

Psa.110.6 He shall judge among the heathen, he shall fill the places with the dead bodies; he shall wound the heads over many countries.

Psa.115.17 The dead praise not the LORD, neither any that go down into silence.

Psa.116.3 The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
Psa.116.8 For thou hast delivered my soul from death, mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.
Psa.116.15 Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints.

Psa.118.17 I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the LORD.
Psa.118.18 The LORD hath chastened me sore: but he hath not given me over unto death.

Psa.143.3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.