Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



Now Absalom fled and went to Talmai son of Ammihud, king of Geshur. And David mourned for his son every day.

All his sons and daughters tried to comfort him, but he refused to be comforted. “No,” he said. “I will go down to Sheol to my son, mourning.” And his father wept for him.

Your servant my father said to us, 'You know that my wife bore me two sons. One left-I said that he must have been torn to pieces-and I have never seen him again. If you also take this one from me and anything happens to him, you will bring my gray hairs down to Sheol in sorrow.'

My dear people, dress yourselves in sackcloth
and roll in the dust.
Mourn as you would for an only son,
a bitter lament,
for suddenly the destroyer will come on us.



The king was deeply moved and went up to the gate chamber and wept. As he walked, he cried, “My son Absalom! My son, my son Absalom! If only I had died instead of you, Absalom, my son, my son!”

“Don’t call me Naomi. Call me Mara,” she answered, “for the Almighty has made me very bitter.

Sarah died in Kiriath-arba (that is, Hebron) in the land of Canaan, and Abraham went to mourn for Sarah and to weep for her.

So the people went to Bethel and sat there before God until evening. They wept loudly and bitterly,

All his sons and daughters tried to comfort him, but he refused to be comforted. “No,” he said. “I will go down to Sheol to my son, mourning.” And his father wept for him.


When Jesus saw her crying, and the Jews who had come with her crying, He was angry in His spirit and deeply moved.

But Mary stood outside facing the tomb, crying. As she was crying, she stooped to look into the tomb.

So Peter got up and went with them. When he arrived, they led him to the room upstairs. And all the widows approached him, weeping and showing him the robes and clothes that Dorcas had made while she was with them.

Then Job stood up, tore his robe, and shaved his head. He fell to the ground and worshiped,

But Jacob answered, “My son will not go down with you, for his brother is dead and he alone is left. If anything happens to him on your journey, you will bring my gray hairs down to Sheol in sorrow.”



When Jesus saw her crying, and the Jews who had come with her crying, He was angry in His spirit and deeply moved.

But he replied, “Your brother came deceitfully and took your blessing.”

A voice was heard in Ramah,
weeping, and great mourning,
Rachel weeping for her children;
and she refused to be consoled,
because they were no more.


The king was deeply moved and went up to the gate chamber and wept. As he walked, he cried, “My son Absalom! My son, my son Absalom! If only I had died instead of you, Absalom, my son, my son!”

“Don’t call me Naomi. Call me Mara,” she answered, “for the Almighty has made me very bitter.

Sarah died in Kiriath-arba (that is, Hebron) in the land of Canaan, and Abraham went to mourn for Sarah and to weep for her.

So the people went to Bethel and sat there before God until evening. They wept loudly and bitterly,

All his sons and daughters tried to comfort him, but he refused to be comforted. “No,” he said. “I will go down to Sheol to my son, mourning.” And his father wept for him.


When Jesus saw her crying, and the Jews who had come with her crying, He was angry in His spirit and deeply moved.

But Mary stood outside facing the tomb, crying. As she was crying, she stooped to look into the tomb.

So Peter got up and went with them. When he arrived, they led him to the room upstairs. And all the widows approached him, weeping and showing him the robes and clothes that Dorcas had made while she was with them.

Then Job stood up, tore his robe, and shaved his head. He fell to the ground and worshiped,

But Jacob answered, “My son will not go down with you, for his brother is dead and he alone is left. If anything happens to him on your journey, you will bring my gray hairs down to Sheol in sorrow.”





Then what was spoken through Jeremiah the prophet was fulfilled: A voice was heard in Ramah, weeping, and great mourning, Rachel weeping for her children; and she refused to be consoled, because they were no more.


Blow the horn in Gibeah,
the trumpet in Ramah;
raise the war cry in Beth-aven:
After you, Benjamin!


A voice was heard in Ramah,
weeping, and great mourning,
Rachel weeping for her children;
and she refused to be consoled,
because they were no more.

They crossed over at the ford, saying,
“We will spend the night at Geba.”
The people of Ramah are trembling;
those at Gibeah of Saul have fled.