Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



By David. Do not fret because of evil doers, Be not envious against doers of iniquity,

At peace are the tents of spoilers, And those provoking God have confidence, He into whose hand God hath brought.

A fearful voice is in his ears, In peace doth a destroyer come to him.

That the singing of the wicked is short, And the joy of the profane for a moment,

Though a sinner is doing evil a hundred times, and prolonging himself for it, surely also I know that there is good to those fearing God, who fear before Him. And good is not to the wicked, and he doth not prolong days as a shadow, because he is not fearing before God.

I have seen the wicked terrible, And spreading as a green native plant, And he passeth away, and lo, he is not, And I seek him, and he is not found!


Why dost Thou shew me iniquity, And perversity dost cause to behold? And spoiling and violence are before me, And there is strife, and contention doth lift itself up, Therefore doth law cease, And judgment doth not go forth for ever, For the wicked is compassing the righteous, Therefore wrong judgment goeth forth.

I -- I have seen the perverse taking root, And I mark his habitation straightway, Far are his sons from safety, And they are bruised in the gate, And there is no deliverer. Whose harvest the hungry doth eat, And even from the thorns taketh it, And the designing swallowed their wealth.

He is wandering for bread -- 'Where is it?' He hath known that ready at his hand Is a day of darkness.

For he hath covered his face with his fat, And maketh vigour over his confidence.

He is not rich, nor doth his wealth rise, Nor doth he stretch out on earth their continuance.

In the fulness of his sufficiency he is straitened. Every perverse hand doth meet him.

Wherefore do the wicked live? They have become old, Yea, they have been mighty in wealth. Their seed is established, Before their face with them, And their offspring before their eyes. Their houses are peace without fear, Nor is a rod of God upon them. read more.
His bullock hath eaten corn, and doth not loath. His cow bringeth forth safely, And doth not miscarry. They send forth as a flock their sucklings, And their children skip, They lift themselves up at timbrel and harp, And rejoice at the sound of an organ. They wear out in good their days, And in a moment to Sheol go down.

For he seeth wise men die, Together the foolish and brutish perish, And have left to others their wealth. Their heart is: Their houses are to the age, Their tabernacles to all generations. They proclaimed their names over the lands. And man in honour doth not remain, He hath been like the beasts, they have been cut off. read more.
This their way is folly for them, And their posterity with their sayings are pleased. Selah. As sheep for Sheol they have set themselves, Death doth afflict them, And the upright rule over them in the morning, And their form is for consumption. Sheol is a dwelling for him. Only, God doth ransom my soul from the hand of Sheol, For He doth receive me. Selah.

The peace of the wicked I see, That there are no bands at their death, And their might is firm. In the misery of mortals they are not, And with common men they are not plagued. read more.
Therefore hath pride encircled them, Violence covereth them as a dress. Their eye hath come out from fat. The imaginations of the heart transgressed; They do corruptly, And they speak in the wickedness of oppression, From on high they speak. They have set in the heavens their mouth, And their tongue walketh in the earth. Therefore do His people return hither, And waters of fulness are wrung out to them. And they have said, 'How hath God known? And is there knowledge in the Most High?' Lo, these are the wicked and easy ones of the age, They have increased strength. Only -- a vain thing! I have purified my heart, And I wash in innocency my hands, And I am plagued all the day, And my reproof is every morning. If I have said, 'I recount thus,' Lo, a generation of Thy sons I have deceived. And I think to know this, Perverseness it is in mine eyes, Till I come in to the sanctuaries of God, I attend to their latter end. Only, in slippery places Thou dost set them, Thou hast caused them to fall to desolations. How have they become a desolation as in a moment, They have been ended -- consumed from terrors. As a dream from awakening, O Lord, In awaking, their image Thou despisest. For my heart doth show itself violent, And my reins prick themselves, And I am brutish, and do not know. A beast I have been with Thee.

A brutish man doth not know, And a fool understandeth not this; -- When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity -- For their being destroyed for ever and ever!

Righteous art Thou, O Jehovah, When I plead towards thee, Only, judgments do I speak with Thee, Wherefore did the way of the wicked prosper? At rest have been all treacherous dealers. Thou hast planted them, yea, they have taken root, They go on, yea, they have made fruit, Near art Thou in their mouth, And far off from their reins.

Purer of eyes than to behold evil, To look on perverseness Thou art not able, Why dost Thou behold the treacherous? Thou keepest silent when the wicked Doth swallow the more righteous than he, And Thou makest man as fishes of the sea, As a creeping thing -- none ruling over him. Each of them with a hook he hath brought up, He doth catch it in his net, and gathereth it in his drag, Therefore he doth joy and rejoice. read more.
Therefore he doth sacrifice to his net, And doth make perfume to his drag, For by them is his portion fertile, and his food fat. Doth he therefore empty his net, And continually to slay nations spare not?