Thematic Bible
Thematic Bible
death » Eternal » Gates of
Be merciful to me, O Jehovah! See the sufferings my enemies cause me! Rescue me from death, O Jehovah.
Verse Concepts
You are Peter (Greek: petros: piece of rock), and on this rock-mass (Greek: petra: mass of rock) (referring to Jesus) I will build my congregation. The entrance to the grave (Greek: Hades) will not have power to stop it.
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Have the gates of death been shown to you? Have you seen the gates of the shadow of death?
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I thought that in the prime of my life I would go down to the gates of the grave and be robbed of the rest of my life.
Verse Concepts
Gates » Figurative » Of death
Be merciful to me, O Jehovah! See the sufferings my enemies cause me! Rescue me from death, O Jehovah.
Verse Concepts
Have the gates of death been shown to you? Have you seen the gates of the shadow of death?
Verse Concepts
I thought that in the prime of my life I would go down to the gates of the grave and be robbed of the rest of my life.
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Gates » Illustrative » (of the grave,) of death
I thought that in the prime of my life I would go down to the gates of the grave and be robbed of the rest of my life.
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Gates » Figurative » Of the grave
I thought that in the prime of my life I would go down to the gates of the grave and be robbed of the rest of my life.
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hezekiah » King of judah » His psalm of thanksgiving
King Hezekiah of Judah wrote this after he was sick and became well again: I thought that in the prime of my life I would go down to the gates of the grave and be robbed of the rest of my life. I thought that I would not see Jehovah in this world. Even with all the people in the world, I thought I would never see another person. read more.
My life was over. You rolled it up like a shepherd's tent. You rolled up my life like a weaver. You cut me off from the loom. You ended my life in one day. Until morning came, I thought you would crush my bones just like a hungry lion; both night and day you make an end of me. I cry like a swallow (swift). I mourn like a dove. My eyes are red from looking to you, Jehovah. I am terribly abused. Please come and help me. There is nothing I can say in answer to you. For you are the one who has done this to me. My life has turned sour. I will limp until I die. Your words and your deeds bring life to everyone, including me. Please make me healthy and strong again. Yes, it was for my benefit that I suffered such distress. In your love you kept me from the pit of destruction. You have put (thrown) (hurled) all my sins behind your back. For the grave cannot praise you, death cannot sing your praise. Those who go down to the pit cannot hope for your faithfulness. The living, yes the living praise you, as I am doing today! Fathers tell their children about your faithfulness. Jehovah will save me! We will sing with stringed instruments all the days of our lives in the Temple of Jehovah. Isaiah said: Prepare a poultice of figs and apply it to the boil, and he will recover. Hezekiah said: What will be the sign that I will go up to the Temple of Jehovah?
My life was over. You rolled it up like a shepherd's tent. You rolled up my life like a weaver. You cut me off from the loom. You ended my life in one day. Until morning came, I thought you would crush my bones just like a hungry lion; both night and day you make an end of me. I cry like a swallow (swift). I mourn like a dove. My eyes are red from looking to you, Jehovah. I am terribly abused. Please come and help me. There is nothing I can say in answer to you. For you are the one who has done this to me. My life has turned sour. I will limp until I die. Your words and your deeds bring life to everyone, including me. Please make me healthy and strong again. Yes, it was for my benefit that I suffered such distress. In your love you kept me from the pit of destruction. You have put (thrown) (hurled) all my sins behind your back. For the grave cannot praise you, death cannot sing your praise. Those who go down to the pit cannot hope for your faithfulness. The living, yes the living praise you, as I am doing today! Fathers tell their children about your faithfulness. Jehovah will save me! We will sing with stringed instruments all the days of our lives in the Temple of Jehovah. Isaiah said: Prepare a poultice of figs and apply it to the boil, and he will recover. Hezekiah said: What will be the sign that I will go up to the Temple of Jehovah?
Murmuring » Instances of » hezekiah
I thought that in the prime of my life I would go down to the gates of the grave and be robbed of the rest of my life. I thought that I would not see Jehovah in this world. Even with all the people in the world, I thought I would never see another person. My life was over. You rolled it up like a shepherd's tent. You rolled up my life like a weaver. You cut me off from the loom. You ended my life in one day. read more.
Until morning came, I thought you would crush my bones just like a hungry lion; both night and day you make an end of me. I cry like a swallow (swift). I mourn like a dove. My eyes are red from looking to you, Jehovah. I am terribly abused. Please come and help me. There is nothing I can say in answer to you. For you are the one who has done this to me. My life has turned sour. I will limp until I die. Your words and your deeds bring life to everyone, including me. Please make me healthy and strong again. Yes, it was for my benefit that I suffered such distress. In your love you kept me from the pit of destruction. You have put (thrown) (hurled) all my sins behind your back. For the grave cannot praise you, death cannot sing your praise. Those who go down to the pit cannot hope for your faithfulness.
Until morning came, I thought you would crush my bones just like a hungry lion; both night and day you make an end of me. I cry like a swallow (swift). I mourn like a dove. My eyes are red from looking to you, Jehovah. I am terribly abused. Please come and help me. There is nothing I can say in answer to you. For you are the one who has done this to me. My life has turned sour. I will limp until I die. Your words and your deeds bring life to everyone, including me. Please make me healthy and strong again. Yes, it was for my benefit that I suffered such distress. In your love you kept me from the pit of destruction. You have put (thrown) (hurled) all my sins behind your back. For the grave cannot praise you, death cannot sing your praise. Those who go down to the pit cannot hope for your faithfulness.
Psalms » Of hezekiah, celebrating deliverance from death
King Hezekiah of Judah wrote this after he was sick and became well again: I thought that in the prime of my life I would go down to the gates of the grave and be robbed of the rest of my life. I thought that I would not see Jehovah in this world. Even with all the people in the world, I thought I would never see another person. read more.
My life was over. You rolled it up like a shepherd's tent. You rolled up my life like a weaver. You cut me off from the loom. You ended my life in one day. Until morning came, I thought you would crush my bones just like a hungry lion; both night and day you make an end of me. I cry like a swallow (swift). I mourn like a dove. My eyes are red from looking to you, Jehovah. I am terribly abused. Please come and help me. There is nothing I can say in answer to you. For you are the one who has done this to me. My life has turned sour. I will limp until I die. Your words and your deeds bring life to everyone, including me. Please make me healthy and strong again. Yes, it was for my benefit that I suffered such distress. In your love you kept me from the pit of destruction. You have put (thrown) (hurled) all my sins behind your back. For the grave cannot praise you, death cannot sing your praise. Those who go down to the pit cannot hope for your faithfulness. The living, yes the living praise you, as I am doing today! Fathers tell their children about your faithfulness. Jehovah will save me! We will sing with stringed instruments all the days of our lives in the Temple of Jehovah.
My life was over. You rolled it up like a shepherd's tent. You rolled up my life like a weaver. You cut me off from the loom. You ended my life in one day. Until morning came, I thought you would crush my bones just like a hungry lion; both night and day you make an end of me. I cry like a swallow (swift). I mourn like a dove. My eyes are red from looking to you, Jehovah. I am terribly abused. Please come and help me. There is nothing I can say in answer to you. For you are the one who has done this to me. My life has turned sour. I will limp until I die. Your words and your deeds bring life to everyone, including me. Please make me healthy and strong again. Yes, it was for my benefit that I suffered such distress. In your love you kept me from the pit of destruction. You have put (thrown) (hurled) all my sins behind your back. For the grave cannot praise you, death cannot sing your praise. Those who go down to the pit cannot hope for your faithfulness. The living, yes the living praise you, as I am doing today! Fathers tell their children about your faithfulness. Jehovah will save me! We will sing with stringed instruments all the days of our lives in the Temple of Jehovah.