Thematic Bible: Timbrels, or tambourines


Thematic Bible



Meanwhile, David and all the house of Israel were celebrating before the Lord with all kinds of instruments made of fir wood, and with lyres, harps, tambourines, castanets and cymbals.

The singers went on, the musicians after them,
In the midst of the maidens beating tambourines.

Miriam the prophetess, Aaron’s sister, took the timbrel in her hand, and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dancing.

When Jephthah came to his house at Mizpah, behold, his daughter was coming out to meet him with tambourines and with dancing. Now she was his one and only child; besides her he had no son or daughter.

“They sing to the timbrel and harp
And rejoice at the sound of the flute.

Raise a song, strike the timbrel,
The sweet sounding lyre with the harp.



Meanwhile, David and all the house of Israel were celebrating before the Lord with all kinds of instruments made of fir wood, and with lyres, harps, tambourines, castanets and cymbals.

The singers went on, the musicians after them,
In the midst of the maidens beating tambourines.

Miriam the prophetess, Aaron’s sister, took the timbrel in her hand, and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dancing.

When Jephthah came to his house at Mizpah, behold, his daughter was coming out to meet him with tambourines and with dancing. Now she was his one and only child; besides her he had no son or daughter.

“They sing to the timbrel and harp
And rejoice at the sound of the flute.

Raise a song, strike the timbrel,
The sweet sounding lyre with the harp.



Meanwhile, David and all the house of Israel were celebrating before the Lord with all kinds of instruments made of fir wood, and with lyres, harps, tambourines, castanets and cymbals.

The singers went on, the musicians after them,
In the midst of the maidens beating tambourines.

Miriam the prophetess, Aaron’s sister, took the timbrel in her hand, and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dancing.

When Jephthah came to his house at Mizpah, behold, his daughter was coming out to meet him with tambourines and with dancing. Now she was his one and only child; besides her he had no son or daughter.

“They sing to the timbrel and harp
And rejoice at the sound of the flute.

Raise a song, strike the timbrel,
The sweet sounding lyre with the harp.