Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible




That the triumphing of the wicked is short, and the joy of the hypocrite but for a moment?

And whatsoever mine eyes desired I kept not from them, I withheld not my heart from any joy; for my heart rejoiced in all my labour: and this was my portion of all my labour.

For as the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of the fool: this also is vanity.

And gladness is taken away, and joy out of the plentiful field; and in the vineyards there shall be no singing, neither shall there be shouting: the treaders shall tread out no wine in their presses; I have made their vintage shouting to cease.

Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.



Sorrow is better than laughter: for by the sadness of the countenance the heart is made better.

For as the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of the fool: this also is vanity.

Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.

Woe unto you that are full! for ye shall hunger. Woe unto you that laugh now! for ye shall mourn and weep.

I said of laughter, It is mad: and of mirth, What doeth it?



That the triumphing of the wicked is short, and the joy of the hypocrite but for a moment?

And whatsoever mine eyes desired I kept not from them, I withheld not my heart from any joy; for my heart rejoiced in all my labour: and this was my portion of all my labour.

For as the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of the fool: this also is vanity.

And gladness is taken away, and joy out of the plentiful field; and in the vineyards there shall be no singing, neither shall there be shouting: the treaders shall tread out no wine in their presses; I have made their vintage shouting to cease.

Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.



That the triumphing of the wicked is short, and the joy of the hypocrite but for a moment?

And whatsoever mine eyes desired I kept not from them, I withheld not my heart from any joy; for my heart rejoiced in all my labour: and this was my portion of all my labour.

For as the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of the fool: this also is vanity.

And gladness is taken away, and joy out of the plentiful field; and in the vineyards there shall be no singing, neither shall there be shouting: the treaders shall tread out no wine in their presses; I have made their vintage shouting to cease.

Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.

Folly is joy to him that is destitute of wisdom: but a man of understanding walketh uprightly.

But if a man live many years, and rejoice in them all; yet let him remember the days of darkness; for they shall be many. All that cometh is vanity. Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth; and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes: but know thou, that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment.


Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.



Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness. Humble yourselves in the sight of the Lord, and he shall lift you up.



That the triumphing of the wicked is short, and the joy of the hypocrite but for a moment?

And whatsoever mine eyes desired I kept not from them, I withheld not my heart from any joy; for my heart rejoiced in all my labour: and this was my portion of all my labour.

For as the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of the fool: this also is vanity.

And gladness is taken away, and joy out of the plentiful field; and in the vineyards there shall be no singing, neither shall there be shouting: the treaders shall tread out no wine in their presses; I have made their vintage shouting to cease.

Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.