Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible




Keep well informed of the condition of your flocks and pay attention to your herds, because riches don't endure forever, and crowns don't last from one generation to the next.

"Can papyrus grow where there's no marsh? Can reeds flourish without water? While they are still green and not yet ready to be harvested, they wither before any plant. Such are the paths of everyone who forgets God the hope of the godless will be destroyed: read more.
his confidence is shattered; his trust is in a spider's web. He leans against his house, but it won't stand; he grabs hold of it firmly, but it doesn't last.

A person's life is like grass it blossoms like wild flowers, but when the wind blows through it, it withers away and no one remembers where it was.

A truthful saying is trusted forever, but the liar only for a moment.

A voice says, "Cry out!" So I asked, "What am I to cry out?" "All humanity is grass, and all its loyalty is like the flowers of the field. Grass withers and flowers fade away when the LORD's breath blows on them; surely the people are like grass. Grass withers and flowers fade away, when the LORD's breath blows on them, but the word of our God will stand forever."



He springs up like a flower and then withers. Like a shadow, he disappears and doesn't last.






You will sweep them away while they are asleep by morning they are like growing grass.


A voice says, "Cry out!" So I asked, "What am I to cry out?" "All humanity is grass, and all its loyalty is like the flowers of the field. Grass withers and flowers fade away when the LORD's breath blows on them; surely the people are like grass.



"I yes, I am the one who comforts you. Who are you, that you are so afraid of humans who will die, descendants of mere men, who have been made like grass?

A person's life is like grass it blossoms like wild flowers, but when the wind blows through it, it withers away and no one remembers where it was.

A voice says, "Cry out!" So I asked, "What am I to cry out?" "All humanity is grass, and all its loyalty is like the flowers of the field. Grass withers and flowers fade away when the LORD's breath blows on them; surely the people are like grass.

You will sweep them away while they are asleep by morning they are like growing grass. In the morning it blossoms and is renewed, but toward evening, it fades and withers.

Their inhabitants are devoid of power, and are terrified and put to shame. They've become like plants in the field, like green shoots, like grass on rooftops, scorched by the east wind.



A person's life is like grass it blossoms like wild flowers, but when the wind blows through it, it withers away and no one remembers where it was.

Human beings born by women are short-lived and full of trouble. He springs up like a flower and then withers. Like a shadow, he disappears and doesn't last. Indeed, have you opened your eyes on one like this to bring me into a legal fight with you? read more.
Who can produce a clean thing from an unclean thing? No one! Since his days have been determined, the number of his months is known to you. You've set his limit and he cannot exceed it.



"I yes, I am the one who comforts you. Who are you, that you are so afraid of humans who will die, descendants of mere men, who have been made like grass?

A person's life is like grass it blossoms like wild flowers, but when the wind blows through it, it withers away and no one remembers where it was.

A voice says, "Cry out!" So I asked, "What am I to cry out?" "All humanity is grass, and all its loyalty is like the flowers of the field. Grass withers and flowers fade away when the LORD's breath blows on them; surely the people are like grass.

You will sweep them away while they are asleep by morning they are like growing grass. In the morning it blossoms and is renewed, but toward evening, it fades and withers.

Their inhabitants are devoid of power, and are terrified and put to shame. They've become like plants in the field, like green shoots, like grass on rooftops, scorched by the east wind.




A person's life is like grass it blossoms like wild flowers, but when the wind blows through it, it withers away and no one remembers where it was.

A voice says, "Cry out!" So I asked, "What am I to cry out?" "All humanity is grass, and all its loyalty is like the flowers of the field. Grass withers and flowers fade away when the LORD's breath blows on them; surely the people are like grass. Grass withers and flowers fade away, when the LORD's breath blows on them, but the word of our God will stand forever."