Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



Lift up, round about, thine eyes and see, All those, have gathered themselves together - have come to thee! As I live, Declareth Yahweh, - Surely all those as an ornament, shalt thou put on, And bind them about thee for a girdle as a bride.

Lift up - round about - thine eyes and see, They all, have gathered themselves together - have come to thee, - Thy sons, from afar shall come, And thy daughters, on the side, shall he carried. Then, shalt thou see and be radiant, And thy heart, shall throb and be enlarged, - For there shall be turned upon thee the fulness of the sea, The riches of the nations, shall come unto thee; The multitude of camels, shall cover thee The young camels of Midian and Ephah, All they of Sheba, shall come, - Gold and frankincense, shall they bring, And, the praises of Yahweh, shall they joyfully tell: read more.
All the flocks of Kedar, shall be gathered unto thee, The rams of Nebaioth, shall wait upon thee, - They shall come up, with acceptance, on mine altar, And my beautiful house, will I adorn. Who are these that, As a cloud, do fly? and, As doves to their cotes? Surely for me, shall, Coastlands, wait, And the ships of Tarshish first, To bring in thy sons, from far, Their silver and their gold with them, - Unto the name of Yahweh, thy God, And unto the Holy One of Israel Because he hath adorned thee. So shall the sons of the foreigner, build thy walls, And their kings, shall wait upon thee, - For in my vexation, I smote thee, But in my favour, have I had compassion upon thee. So shall thy gates be open - continually, Neither day nor night, shall they be shut, - That they may bring unto thee the riches of the nations, And their kings, be led. For, the nation and the kingdom that will not serve thee, shall perish, - Yea the nations, shall be utterly wasted. The glory of Lebanon, unto thee, shall come, The fir-tree the holm-oak, and the sherbin-cedar, together, To adorn the place of my sanctuary, And the place of my feet, will I make glorious. Then shall come unto thee bending low, The sons of them who had humbled thee, Then shall bow down, unto the soles of thy feet, All they who had despised thee; And they shall call thee - The city of Yahweh, The Zion of the Holy One of Israel.


Thou shalt he termed no longer - Forsaken Nor shall thy land be termed any longer A desolation, But, thou, shalt be called Hephzibah, And, thy land, Beulah, - For Yahweh hath found delight in thee, And thy land, shall be married.

And, therefore, will Yahweh wait, That he may grant you favour, And, therefore, will he lift himself up, That he may show you compassion, - For A God of justice, is, Yahweh, How happy all they who are waiting for him

Hate wrong, and love right, and station, Justice, in the gate, - Peradventure, Yahweh, God of hosts, will be gracious unto the remnant of Joseph.

For, the beauty of their strength, thou art, And, in thine acceptance, shall our horns be exalted.

So shall the sons of the foreigner, build thy walls, And their kings, shall wait upon thee, - For in my vexation, I smote thee, But in my favour, have I had compassion upon thee.

Therefore will I Exult in Jerusalem, and Joy in my People, - And there shall be heard in her, no more The sound of weeping, or the sound of a cry:

And I will rejoice over them, to do them good, - And will plant them in this land in truth, with all my heart and with all my soul.

Yet shall the number of the sons of Israel become like the sand of the sea, which can neither he measured, nor numbered, - and it shall come to pass, in the place where it used to be said to them, No people of mine, are ye, it shall be said to them, Sons of a Living God!

Yahweh, thy God, in the midst of thee, as a mighty one, will save, - will be glad over thee with rejoicing, will be silent in his love, will exult over thee with shouts of triumph.


So shall the sons of the foreigner, build thy walls, And their kings, shall wait upon thee, - For in my vexation, I smote thee, But in my favour, have I had compassion upon thee.

For Yahweh will have compassion on Jacob, And will yet choose Israel, And will give them rest upon their own soil, - And the sojourner, shall join himself, unto them, And they shall attach themselves unto the house of Jacob;


Thou shalt he termed no longer - Forsaken Nor shall thy land be termed any longer A desolation, But, thou, shalt be called Hephzibah, And, thy land, Beulah, - For Yahweh hath found delight in thee, And thy land, shall be married.

And, therefore, will Yahweh wait, That he may grant you favour, And, therefore, will he lift himself up, That he may show you compassion, - For A God of justice, is, Yahweh, How happy all they who are waiting for him

Hate wrong, and love right, and station, Justice, in the gate, - Peradventure, Yahweh, God of hosts, will be gracious unto the remnant of Joseph.

For, the beauty of their strength, thou art, And, in thine acceptance, shall our horns be exalted.

So shall the sons of the foreigner, build thy walls, And their kings, shall wait upon thee, - For in my vexation, I smote thee, But in my favour, have I had compassion upon thee.

Therefore will I Exult in Jerusalem, and Joy in my People, - And there shall be heard in her, no more The sound of weeping, or the sound of a cry:

And I will rejoice over them, to do them good, - And will plant them in this land in truth, with all my heart and with all my soul.

Yet shall the number of the sons of Israel become like the sand of the sea, which can neither he measured, nor numbered, - and it shall come to pass, in the place where it used to be said to them, No people of mine, are ye, it shall be said to them, Sons of a Living God!

Yahweh, thy God, in the midst of thee, as a mighty one, will save, - will be glad over thee with rejoicing, will be silent in his love, will exult over thee with shouts of triumph.


So shall the sons of the foreigner, build thy walls, And their kings, shall wait upon thee, - For in my vexation, I smote thee, But in my favour, have I had compassion upon thee.

Then shall they build the wastes of a bygone age, The desolations of former times, shall they raise up, - And they shall build anew - The cities laid waste, The desolations of generation after generation. Then shall strangers stay and feed your flocks, - And, the sons of the foreigner, shall be your plowmen and your vinedressers. But, ye, the priests of Yahweh, shall be called, The attendants of our God, shall ye be named, - The riches of the nations, shall ye eat, And in their glory, shall ye boast yourselves.

Thus, saith My Lord, Yahweh - Lo! I will lift up, unto nations my hand, Yea unto peoples, will I raise high my banner, - And they shall bring in thy sons in their bosom, And, thy daughters, on the shoulder shall be borne;


So shall the sons of the foreigner, build thy walls, And their kings, shall wait upon thee, - For in my vexation, I smote thee, But in my favour, have I had compassion upon thee.