Job

Also when they shall be afraid of that which is high, and fears shall be in the way, and the almond tree shall flourish, and the grasshopper shall be a burden, and desire shall fail: because man goeth to his long home, and the mourners go about the streets:

My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.

In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.

For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest,

If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.