Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



He raiseth up the poor out of the dust, He lifteth up the needy from the dunghill, To make them sit with princes, And inherit the throne of glory: For the pillars of the earth are Jehovah's, And he hath set the world upon them.


Let his children be vagabonds, and beg; And let them seek their bread out of their desolate places.



And the steward said within himself, What shall I do, seeing that my lord taketh away the stewardship from me? I have not strength to dig; to beg I am ashamed.

Let his children be vagabonds, and beg; And let them seek their bread out of their desolate places.










So shall thy poverty come as a robber, And thy want as an armed man.



The sluggard saith, There is a lion without: I shall be slain in the streets.






The sluggard saith, There is a lion without: I shall be slain in the streets.

The way of the sluggard is as a hedge of thorns; But the path of the upright is made a highway.


I went by the field of the sluggard, And by the vineyard of the man void of understanding; And, lo, it was all grown over with thorns, The face thereof was covered with nettles, And the stone wall thereof was broken down. Then I beheld, and considered well; I saw, and received instruction: read more.
Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, A little folding of the hands to sleep; So shall thy poverty come as a robber, And thy want as an armed man.

He becometh poor that worketh with a slack hand; But the hand of the diligent maketh rich. He that gathereth in summer is a wise son; But he that sleepeth in harvest is a son that causeth shame.

The desire of the sluggard killeth him; For his hands refuse to labor. There is that coveteth greedily all the day long; But the righteous giveth and withholdeth not.

The sluggard saith, There is a lion in the way; A lion is in the streets. As the door turneth upon its hinges, So doth the sluggard upon his bed. The sluggard burieth his hand in the dish; It wearieth him to bring it again to his mouth. read more.
The sluggard is wiser in his own conceit Than seven men that can render a reason.




Out of the chamber of the south cometh the storm, And cold out of the north.

He casteth forth his ice like morsels: Who can stand before his cold?