I wish you would hide me in the world of the dead; let me be hidden until your anger is over, and then set a time to remember me.

I am gripped by fear and trembling; I am overcome with horror.

I would fly far away and make my home in the desert.

Do not be afraid of those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul; rather be afraid of God, who can destroy both body and soul in hell.

"I tell you, my friends, do not be afraid of those who kill the body but cannot afterward do anything worse.

God will do what is right: he will bring suffering on those who make you suffer,

and he will give relief to you who suffer and to us as well. He will do this when the Lord Jesus appears from heaven with his mighty angels,

That good man lived among them, and day after day he suffered agony as he saw and heard their evil actions.

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.

As it is, however, there still remains for God's people a rest like God's resting on the seventh day.

Let us, then, do our best to receive that rest, so that no one of us will fail as they did because of their lack of faith.

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."