Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



From the sole of the foot even to the head
There is nothing sound in it,
Only bruises, welts and raw wounds,
Not pressed out or bandaged,
Nor softened with oil.

For my loins are filled with burning,
And there is no soundness in my flesh.




For my loins are filled with burning,
And there is no soundness in my flesh.

Then Satan went out from the presence of the LORD and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot to the crown of his head. And he took a potsherd to scrape himself while he was sitting among the ashes. Then his wife said to him, "Do you still hold fast your integrity? Curse God and die!" read more.
But he said to her, "You speak as one of the foolish women speaks. Shall we indeed accept good from God and not accept adversity?" In all this Job did not sin with his lips.


For my loins are filled with burning,
And there is no soundness in my flesh.

“A wicked thing is poured out upon him,
That when he lies down, he will not rise up again.”