Thematic Bible: Contention


Thematic Bible







Coal to burning coals, and wood to fire, And a man of contentions to kindle strife.

A continual dropping in a day of rain, And a woman of contentions are alike, Whoso is hiding her hath hidden the wind, And the ointment of his right hand calleth out.


Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? Who hath contentions? who hath plaint? Who hath wounds without cause? Who hath redness of eyes? Those tarrying by the wine, Those going in to search out mixed wine.


The lips of a fool enter into strife, And his mouth for stripes calleth. The mouth of a fool is ruin to him, And his lips are the snare of his soul.


And Zion saith, 'Jehovah hath forsaken me, And my Lord hath forgotten me.' Forget doth a woman her suckling, The loved one -- the son of her womb? Yea, these forget -- but I -- I forget not thee. Lo, on the palms of the hand I have graven thee, Thy walls are before Me continually. read more.
Hastened have those building thee, Those destroying thee, and laying thee waste, go out from thee. Lift up round about thine eyes and see, All of them have been gathered, They have come to thee. I live, an affirmation of Jehovah! Surely all of them as an ornament thou puttest on, And thou bindest them on like a bride. Because thy wastes, and thy desolate places, And the land of thy ruins, Surely now are straitened because of inhabitants, And far off have been those consuming thee. Again do the sons of thy bereavement say in thine ears: 'The place is too strait for me, Come nigh to me -- and I dwell.' And thou hast said in thy heart: 'Who hath begotten for me -- these? And I bereaved and gloomy, A captive, and turned aside, And these -- who hath nourished? Lo, I -- I was left by myself, these -- whence are they? Thus said the Lord Jehovah: 'Lo, I lift up unto nations My hand, And unto peoples I raise up Mine ensign, And they have brought thy sons in the bosom, And thy daughters on the shoulder are carried. And kings have been thy nursing fathers, And their princesses thy nursing mothers; Face to the earth -- they bow down to thee, And the dust of thy feet they lick up, And thou hast known that I am Jehovah, That those expecting Me are not ashamed. Is prey taken from the mighty? And the captive of the righteous delivered? For thus said Jehovah: Even the captive of the mighty is taken, And the prey of the terrible is delivered, And with thy striver I strive, and thy sons I save.


The lot causeth contentions to cease, And between the mighty it separateth.


Cast out a scorner -- and contention goeth out, And strife and shame cease.


Without wood is fire going out, And without a tale-bearer, contention ceaseth,




A wise man is judged by the foolish man, And he hath been angry, And he hath laughed, and there is no rest.


Those forsaking the law praise the wicked, Those keeping the law plead against them.


Woe to him who is striving with his Former, (A potsherd with potsherds of the ground!) Doth clay say to its Framer, 'What dost thou?' And thy work, 'He hath no hands?'



Whoso is proud in soul stirreth up contention, And whoso is trusting on Jehovah is made fat.