Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



When I have broken your staff of bread, then shall ten women bake your bread in one oven, And give back your bread by weight, - And ye shall eat and not be filled.

They all, are adulterers, like an oven too hot for the baker, - who leaveth off stoking, after kneading the dough, till the whole be leavened. In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, - he hath extended his hand with scoffers. For they have made ready, like an oven, their heart, by their lying in wait, - all the night, their baker sleepeth, in the morning, he, kindleth up as it were a blazing fire. read more.
They all, become hot as an oven, and devour their judges, - all their kings, have fallen, there hath been none among them crying unto me.


In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, - he hath extended his hand with scoffers.


In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, - he hath extended his hand with scoffers.


In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, - he hath extended his hand with scoffers.


This, is the city exultant, that sat secure, that said in her heart, I, am ! and no one besides! How hath she become a desolation! a lair of beasts, every one passing, by her doth hiss, shaketh his hand.

In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, - he hath extended his hand with scoffers.


In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, - he hath extended his hand with scoffers.


In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, - he hath extended his hand with scoffers.


In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, - he hath extended his hand with scoffers.


In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, - he hath extended his hand with scoffers.

They who sit in the gate talk against me, - And against me are the songs of them who imbibe strong drink.


In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, - he hath extended his hand with scoffers.


In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, - he hath extended his hand with scoffers.


In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, - he hath extended his hand with scoffers.