Thematic Bible
Thematic Bible
Gates » The open square of, a place for idlers
The two angels came to Sodom at evening. Lot sat in the gate of Sodom. Lot saw them, and rose up to meet them. He bowed himself with his face to the earth,
It happened, when he made mention of the ark of God, that Eli fell from off his seat backward by the side of the gate; and his neck broke, and he died; for he was an old man, and heavy. He had judged Israel forty years.
Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.
She calls at the head of noisy places. At the entrance of the city gates, she utters her words:
Thus said Yahweh to me: Go, and stand in the gate of the children of the people, through which the kings of Judah come in, and by which they go out, and in all the gates of Jerusalem; and tell them, Hear the word of Yahweh, you kings of Judah, and all Judah, and all the inhabitants of Jerusalem, that enter in by these gates:
Music » Songs » Idle
who strum on the strings of a harp; who invent for themselves instruments of music, like David;
I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and its end like a bitter day.
Take away from me the noise of your songs! I will not listen to the music of your harps.
Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.
Scorning and mocking » Drunkards addicted to
On the day of our king, the princes made themselves sick with the heat of wine. He joined his hand with mockers.
Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.
Singing » Songs » Idle
who strum on the strings of a harp; who invent for themselves instruments of music, like David;
I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and its end like a bitter day.
Take away from me the noise of your songs! I will not listen to the music of your harps.
Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.
Songs » Idle
who strum on the strings of a harp; who invent for themselves instruments of music, like David;
I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and its end like a bitter day.
Take away from me the noise of your songs! I will not listen to the music of your harps.
Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.