Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



Yea, for him He hath prepared Instruments of death, His arrows for burning pursuers He maketh.


And the battle is hard against Saul, and the archers find him -- men with bow -- and he is pained greatly by the archers;

All thy rulers fled together from the bow, Bound have been all found of thee, They have been kept bound together, Afar off they have fled.

Let not the treader tread his bow, Nor lift himself up in his coat of mail, Nor have ye pity on her young men, Devote ye to destruction all her host.

And a man hath drawn with a bow, in his simplicity, and smiteth the king of Israel between the joinings and the coat of mail, and he saith to his charioteer, 'Turn thy hand, and take me out from the camp, for I have become sick.'

Yea, for him He hath prepared Instruments of death, His arrows for burning pursuers He maketh.

And He sendeth forth arrows, And scattereth them; Lightning, and troubleth them;

Therefore, thus said Jehovah, Concerning the king of Asshur: He doth not come in unto this city, Nor doth he shoot there an arrow, Nor doth he come before it with shield. Nor doth he pour out against it a mount.


Yea, for him He hath prepared Instruments of death, His arrows for burning pursuers He maketh.

For Thou makest them a butt, When Thy strings Thou preparest against their faces.

Thine arrows are sharp, -- Peoples fall under Thee -- In the heart of the enemies of the king.

Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them,

And He sendeth forth arrows, And scattereth them; Lightning, and troubleth them;

And He sendeth His arrows and scattereth them, And much lightning, and crusheth them.

Poured out waters have thick clouds, The skies have given forth a noise, Also -- Thine arrows go up and down.


Yea, for him He hath prepared Instruments of death, His arrows for burning pursuers He maketh.

For Thou makest them a butt, When Thy strings Thou preparest against their faces.

In My sending the evil arrows of famine among them, That have been for destruction, That I send to destroy you, And famine I am adding upon you, And I have broken to you the staff of bread.

I gather upon them evils, Mine arrows I consume upon them. Exhausted by famine, And consumed by heat, and bitter destruction. And the teeth of beasts I send upon them, With poison of fearful things of the dust. Without bereave doth the sword, And at the inner-chambers -- fear, Both youth and virgin, Suckling with man of grey hair. read more.
I have said: I blow them away, I cause their remembrance to cease from man; If not -- the anger of an enemy I fear, Lest their adversaries know -- Lest they say, Our hand is high, And Jehovah hath not wrought all this. For a nation lost to counsels are they, And there is no understanding in them. If they were wise -- They deal wisely with this; They attend to their latter end: How doth one pursue a thousand, And two cause a myriad to flee! If not -- that their rock hath sold them, And Jehovah hath shut them up? For not as our Rock is their rock, (And our enemies are judges!) For of the vine of Sodom their vine is, And of the fields of Gomorrah; Their grapes are grapes of gall -- They have bitter clusters; The poison of dragons is their wine And the fierce venom of asps. Is it not laid up with Me? Sealed among My treasures? Mine are vengeance and recompense, At the due time -- doth their foot slide; For near is a day of their calamity, And haste do things prepared for them. For Jehovah doth judge His people, And for His servants doth repent Himself. For He seeth -- the going away of power, And none is restrained and left. And He hath said, Where are their gods -- The rock in which they trusted; Which the fat of their sacrifices do eat, They drink the wine of their libation! Let them arise and help you, Let it be for you a hiding-place! See ye, now, that I -- I am He, And there is no god with Me: I put to death, and I keep alive; I have smitten, and I heal; And there is not from My hand a deliverer, For I lift up unto the heavens My hand, And have said, I live -- to the age! If I have sharpened the brightness of My sword, And My hand doth lay hold on judgment, I turn back vengeance to Mine adversaries, And to those hating Me -- I repay! I make drunk Mine arrows with blood, And My sword devoureth flesh, From the blood of the pierced and captive, From the head of the freemen of the enemy.

And God doth shoot them with an arrow, Sudden have been their wounds,


Yea, for him He hath prepared Instruments of death, His arrows for burning pursuers He maketh.

For Thou makest them a butt, When Thy strings Thou preparest against their faces.

Thine arrows are sharp, -- Peoples fall under Thee -- In the heart of the enemies of the king.

Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them,

And He sendeth forth arrows, And scattereth them; Lightning, and troubleth them;

And He sendeth His arrows and scattereth them, And much lightning, and crusheth them.

Poured out waters have thick clouds, The skies have given forth a noise, Also -- Thine arrows go up and down.



Yea, for him He hath prepared Instruments of death, His arrows for burning pursuers He maketh.