Bible Verses About Tragedy

Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.

How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! O Jonathan, thou wast slain in thine high places.

And when the wife of Uriah heard that Uriah her husband was dead, she mourned for her husband.

Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.

But though he cause grief, yet will he have compassion according to the multitude of his mercies.

Thou hast sent widows away empty, and the arms of the fatherless have been broken.

And Peter went out, and wept bitterly.

Then came the messengers to Gibeah of Saul, and told the tidings in the ears of the people: and all the people lifted up their voices, and wept.

Weep ye not for the dead, neither bemoan him: but weep sore for him that goeth away: for he shall return no more, nor see his native country.

And David lamented with this lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his son:

These two things are come unto thee; who shall be sorry for thee? desolation, and destruction, and the famine, and the sword: by whom shall I comfort thee?

Then David and the people that were with him lifted up their voice and wept, until they had no more power to weep.

And he cried unto the Lord, and said, O Lord my God, hast thou also brought evil upon the widow with whom I sojourn, by slaying her son?

He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.

Men groan from out of the city, and the soul of the wounded crieth out: yet God layeth not folly to them.

Behold, O Lord; for I am in distress: my bowels are troubled; mine heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.

Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?

How oft is the candle of the wicked put out! and how oft cometh their destruction upon them! God distributeth sorrows in his anger.

Thus Joash the king remembered not the kindness which Jehoiada his father had done to him, but slew his son. And when he died, he said, The Lord look upon it, and require it.

Thou hast called as in a solemn day my terrors round about, so that in the day of the Lord’s anger none escaped nor remained: those that I have swaddled and brought up hath mine enemy consumed.

Surely thou didst set them in slippery places: thou castedst them down into destruction.

Therefore shall his calamity come suddenly; suddenly shall he be broken without remedy.

The wicked is driven away in his wickedness: but the righteous hath hope in his death.

The days of his youth hast thou shortened: thou hast covered him with shame. Selah.

The beauty of Israel is slain upon thy high places: how are the mighty fallen!

When your fear cometh as desolation, and your destruction cometh as a whirlwind; when distress and anguish cometh upon you.

Destruction upon destruction is cried; for the whole land is spoiled: suddenly are my tents spoiled, and my curtains in a moment.

The young and the old lie on the ground in the streets: my virgins and my young men are fallen by the sword; thou hast slain them in the day of thine anger; thou hast killed, and not pitied.

But his flesh upon him shall have pain, and his soul within him shall mourn.

But those riches perish by evil travail: and he begetteth a son, and there is nothing in his hand.

Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow, which is done unto me, wherewith the Lord hath afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.

But God is the judge: he putteth down one, and setteth up another.

Thy hands were not bound, nor thy feet put into fetters: as a man falleth before wicked men, so fellest thou. And all the people wept again over him.

They cried, but there was none to save them: even unto the Lord, but he answered them not.

For this is thankworthy, if a man for conscience toward God endure grief, suffering wrongfully.

Many sorrows shall be to the wicked: but he that trusteth in the Lord, mercy shall compass him about.

Thou didst say, Woe is me now! for the Lord hath added grief to my sorrow; I fainted in my sighing, and I find no rest.

When a righteous man turneth away from his righteousness, and committeth iniquity, and dieth in them; for his iniquity that he hath done shall he die.

Many are the afflictions of the righteous: but the Lord delivereth him out of them all.

Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to raise up their mourning.