Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible




They rejoice aloud as with timbrel and lyre, and make merry to the sound of the pipe;


Thus is attuned to mourning - my lyre, and my flute, to the noise of them who weep.


Thus is attuned to mourning - my lyre, and my flute, to the noise of them who weep.



They rejoice aloud as with timbrel and lyre, and make merry to the sound of the pipe;


Thus is attuned to mourning - my lyre, and my flute, to the noise of them who weep.



They rejoice aloud as with timbrel and lyre, and make merry to the sound of the pipe;


Thus is attuned to mourning - my lyre, and my flute, to the noise of them who weep.



They rejoice aloud as with timbrel and lyre, and make merry to the sound of the pipe;


Thus is attuned to mourning - my lyre, and my flute, to the noise of them who weep.


Thou hast fed them with the food of tears, And hast caused them to drink the water of weeping in threefold abundance.


I am weary with my sighing, I flood, through the whole night, my couch, - With my tears, I cause, my bed, to dissolve:

Thus is attuned to mourning - my lyre, and my flute, to the noise of them who weep.

For, ashes - like bread, have I eaten, And, my drink - with my tears, have I mingled;

My face, is reddened from weeping, and, upon mine eyelashes, is the death-shade: -

Hear my prayer, O Yahweh, And, unto my cry for help, give ear, At my tears, do not be silent, - For, a sojourner, am, I, with thee, A stranger, like all my fathers.

My tears have been my food day and night, While it hath been said unto me all the day, Where is thy God?