Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



By the rivers of Babylon, there, we sat down, yea we wept - when we remembered Zion: Upon the willows - in the midst thereof, hanged we our lyres: For, there, our captors asked of us words of song, and our plunderers - gladness, - Sing us of the songs of Zion! read more.
How shall we sing the song of Yahweh, on a foreign soil? If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right-hand forget: Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember thee! if I do not lift up Jerusalem above the head of mine own gladness.

Seeing that thy servants, take pleasure, in her stones, And, her dust, they favour:


For the sake of the house of Yahweh our God, will I seek blessing for thee.

Yahweh will bless thee, out of Zion, - and behold thou the welfare of Jerusalem, all the days of thy life! And behold thou thy children's children, - Prosperity on Israel!

For this cause, I said - Look away from me, Bitterly, will I weep, - Do not press to comfort me,

And they who come of thee shall build the wastes of age-past times, And as for the foundations of generation after generation, thou shall rear them up, - So shalt thou be called - A Repairer of broken walls, A Restorer of paths leading home.

For Zion's sake, will I not hold my peace, And for Jerusalem's sake, will I not rest, - Until her righteousness, go forth as brightness, And her salvation, as a torch that is lighted.

Upon thy walls O Jerusalem, have I appointed watchmen, All the day and all the night through, let them not hold their peace, - O ye that put Yahweh in mind, Do not take rest to yourselves, Neither give rest, unto him, Until he establish and until he set forth Jerusalem as a praise in the earth!

Rejoice ye with Jerusalem, and exult over her All ye who love her, - Joy with her right joyfully, All ye who used to mourn over her:

As one whom, his mother, consoleth, So, will, I, console you, And in Jerusalem, shall ye be consoled. As soon as ye have seen it, your heart, shall be joyful, And your bones, like green herbage, shall thrive, - So shall be known The hand of Yahweh with his servants, But indignation with his foes!

Oh that my head were waters, And mine eyes a fountain of tears, - That I might weep day and night, For the slain of the daughter of my people!

Therefore shalt thou say unto them this word, Let mine eyes, run down with tears night and day, And let them not rest, - For with a grievous injury, hath been injured the virgin the daughter of my people, With a wound, severe indeed!

Ye that have escaped the sword, depart do not stand still, - Remember, from afar Yahweh, Let, Jerusalem, come up on your heart:- We have turned pale for we have heard a reproach, Confusion, hath covered our faces, - For aliens have entered upon the hallowed places of the house of Yahweh!

Blinded with tears are mine eyes, In ferment is my body, Poured out to the earth is my grief, for the sore hurt of the daughter of my people, - when child and suckling are swooning, in the broadways of the city.

With streams of water, mine eye runneth down, over the grievous injury of the daughter of my people. Mine eye, poureth itself out and ceaseth not, without relief; Until Yahweh out of the heavens shall look forth, and see, read more.
Mine eye dealeth severely with my soul, because of all the daughters of my city.


Though, our iniquities, have testified against us, O Yahweh, effectually work thou for the sake of thy Name, - For our apostasies have abounded Against thee, have we sinned. Thou Hope of Israel, His Saviour in the time of distress, - Wherefore shouldst thou be as a sojourner in the and? Or as a wayfarer, who hath turned aside to lodge for the night? Wherefore, shouldst thou be as a man astounded, As a mighty man who cannot save? Yet, thou, art in our midst - O Yahweh And, thy Name, on us, hath been called Do not abandon us! read more.
Thus, saith Yahweh To this people In this way, have they loved to wander, Their feet, have they not restrained, - Yahweh, therefore hath not accepted them, Now, will he call to mind their iniquity, - That he may punish their sins. And Yahweh said unto me, - Do not pray for this people for blessing; Though they fast, I am not going to hearken unto their loud cry, and Though they offer ascending-sacrifice and meal-offering, I am not going to accept them, - For with sword and with famine and with pestilence, am, I, about to consume them. Then said I, Ah, My Lord Yahweh! Lo! the prophets, are saying to them - Ye shall not see the sword And famine, shall ye not have, - For prosperity in truth, will I give you, in this place. So then Yahweh said unto me, Falsehood, are the prophets prophesying in my name, I have not sent them Neither have I commanded them, Neither have I spoken unto them, - A vision of falsehood, and A divination of worthlessness and A fraud of their own hearts, They, are prophesying unto you. Therefore, Thus, saith Yahweh concerning the prophets who are prophesying in my Name though, I, sent them not, and yet, they have beer, saying, Neither sword nor famine, shall there be in this land, - By sword or by famine, shall these prophets be consumed; And the people to whom they have been prophesying shall be getting cast out into the streets of Jerusalem because of the famine and the sword, and of there being none to give burial unto them, them, their wives, nor their sons nor their daughters, - So will I pour out upon them their own wickedness. Therefore shalt thou say unto them this word, Let mine eyes, run down with tears night and day, And let them not rest, - For with a grievous injury, hath been injured the virgin the daughter of my people, With a wound, severe indeed! If I have gone out into the field, Then lo! the slain of the sword! And if have entered the city, Then lo! the diseases of famine! For, both prophet and priest, have trafficked against the land unnoticed. Hast thou, utterly rejected, Judah? Zion itself, hath thy soul loathed? Why, hast thou smitten us so that there is for us no healing? A waiting For prosperity, but no welfare, and For a time of healing, but lo! terror! We acknowledge O Yahweh Our own lawlessness The iniquity of our fathers, - For we have sinned against thee. Do not despise - for the sake of thy Name, Do not treat with contempt - the throne of thy glory, - Remember! - do not break thy covenant with us. Are there, among the vanities of the nations senders of rain? Or can, the heavens themselves, give myriad drops? Art not, thou, he, O Yahweh our God? Therefore will we wait for thee, For, thou, hast made all these.


But, thou, art righteous, as to all that hath fallen upon us, - for, faithfulness, hast thou wrought, whereas, we, have been lawless;

And, after all that hath come upon us, for our wicked doings, and for our great guilt - For, thou, O our God, hast spared us, punishing us less than our iniquities deserved, and hast given us a deliverance such as this,

Then said David unto Yahweh, when he saw the messenger who was smiting the people, yea he said - Lo! I, have sinned, and, I, have done perversely, but what have, these sheep, done? Let thy hand, I pray thee, be against me, and against the house of my father!

Therefore shalt thou say unto them this word, Let mine eyes, run down with tears night and day, And let them not rest, - For with a grievous injury, hath been injured the virgin the daughter of my people, With a wound, severe indeed!



Wherefore, be on the watch, remembering that, for three years, night and day, I gave myself no rest, with tears, admonishing each one.

And, deeply sighing in his spirit, he saith - Why, doth this generation seek, a sign? Verily, I say - there shall, not be given, to this generation, a sign.

For, many, are walking - of whom I have often been telling you, and, now, even weeping, am telling, - the enemies of the cross of the Christ;

Therefore shalt thou say unto them this word, Let mine eyes, run down with tears night and day, And let them not rest, - For with a grievous injury, hath been injured the virgin the daughter of my people, With a wound, severe indeed!

But if ye will not hear it, In secret places, shall my soul weep Because of the pride, And mine eye, shall flow over, and run down with tears, Because captive hath been taken the flock of Yahweh.

Streams of water, have run down mine eyes, because men have not kept thy law.


A raging heat, hath seized me, by reason of the lawless, who forsake thy law.


Wherefore, be on the watch, remembering that, for three years, night and day, I gave myself no rest, with tears, admonishing each one.

And, when he drew near, beholding the city, he wept over it, saying -

He that, doth indeed go forth, and weep, bearing seed enough to trail along, doth, surely come in, with shouting, bringing his sheaves.

For this cause, I said - Look away from me, Bitterly, will I weep, - Do not press to comfort me,

Oh that my head were waters, And mine eyes a fountain of tears, - That I might weep day and night, For the slain of the daughter of my people!

Therefore shalt thou say unto them this word, Let mine eyes, run down with tears night and day, And let them not rest, - For with a grievous injury, hath been injured the virgin the daughter of my people, With a wound, severe indeed!


But if ye will not hear it, In secret places, shall my soul weep Because of the pride, And mine eye, shall flow over, and run down with tears, Because captive hath been taken the flock of Yahweh.

Yea let them make haste, and lift up over us a wailing, - That our eyes, may run down, with tears, And, our eyelashes, stream down with water; -


Then shall the virgin rejoice, in the dance, And young men and elders rejoice together, And I will turn their mourning into gladness and will comfort them, And will make them rejoice from their sorrow;



Therefore shalt thou say unto them this word, Let mine eyes, run down with tears night and day, And let them not rest, - For with a grievous injury, hath been injured the virgin the daughter of my people, With a wound, severe indeed!

Again, will I build thee and thou shalt be built, thou virgin, Israel, - Again, shalt thou deck thyself with thy timbrels, And go forth in the dance of them that make merry: