Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



Was Ephraim, a very precious son to me? Was he a most delightful child? For as often as I have spoken against him, I have, remembered, him again! For this cause, have my affections been deeply moved for him, I must have, compassion, upon him, Declareth Yahweh.


And Joseph made haste for his compassions towards his brother were pent up, and he sought to weep, - so he went into the inner chamber and wept there,

Then spake the woman, whose was the living child, unto the king - for tender became her compassions over her son - so she said - Pardon, my lord! Give, her, the living child, and do not, kill, it. But the other kept on saying - Neither mine, nor thine, shall it be, divide it.

I boiled within me, and rested not, There confronted me - days of affliction;

Like water, am I poured out, and, put out of joint, are all my bones, - My heart, hath become, like wax, it is melted in the midst of my body;

My beloved, thrust in his hand, at the window, and, my feelings, were deeply moved for him:

My bowels! My bowels! I am pained in the walls of my heart My heart beateth aloud to me I cannot be still! For the sound of a horn, hast thou heard O my soul, The loud shout of war!

See, O Yahweh, that I am in distress, Mine inward parts, are in ferment, My heart is turned within me, for I have obstinately rebelled, - Without, bereaveth the sword, Within, is like death,



My bowels! My bowels! I am pained in the walls of my heart My heart beateth aloud to me I cannot be still! For the sound of a horn, hast thou heard O my soul, The loud shout of war!

Mine eye dealeth severely with my soul, because of all the daughters of my city.


My bowels! My bowels! I am pained in the walls of my heart My heart beateth aloud to me I cannot be still! For the sound of a horn, hast thou heard O my soul, The loud shout of war!

Mine eye dealeth severely with my soul, because of all the daughters of my city.


Set ye up an ensign in the earth Blow ye a horn among the nations Hallow against her - nations, Summon against her the kingdoms of Ararat Minni, and Ashkenaz, - Set in charge against her a marshal, Bring up cavalry like hairy locusts:

Take your goods into safety, ye sons of Benjamin out of the midst of Jerusalem, And in Tekoa, blow ye a horn, And on Beth-haccherem, raise a fire-signal, - For calamity, hath looked out from the North, Even a great destruction.

My bowels! My bowels! I am pained in the walls of my heart My heart beateth aloud to me I cannot be still! For the sound of a horn, hast thou heard O my soul, The loud shout of war!

Therefore will I send a fire into Moab, which shall devour the palaces of Kerioth - and Moab, shall die with tumult, with war- cry, with the sound of a horn;

Or a horn be blown in a city, and, a people, not tremble? Or calamity happen in a city, and, Yahweh, not have wrought with effect?

Therefore will I raise up over you, watchmen, Give ye heed to the sound of a horn, - But they said, We will not give heed!

For, if also, an uncertain sound, a trumpet, should give, who shall prepare himself for battle?

With stamping and rage, he drinketh up the ground, - he will not stand still when the horn soundeth; As oft as the horn soundeth, he saith, Aha! And, from afar, he scenteth the battle, - the thunder of commanders and the war-cry.

saying, - No! for, into the land of Egypt, will we go, where we shall not see war, nor the sound of a horn, shall we hear, - nor for bread, shall we be famished, - there, then will we dwell

They have blown the trumpet, even to make All ready, Yet is there none going to the battle; For mine indignation is against all her multitude.

day of horn, and war-shout, - against the fortified cities, and against the high towers.


My bowels! My bowels! I am pained in the walls of my heart My heart beateth aloud to me I cannot be still! For the sound of a horn, hast thou heard O my soul, The loud shout of war!