Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.




How much more, those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!

He builds his house as the moth, as a booth which the watchman makes.

Behold, the Lord Yahweh will help me; who is he who shall condemn me? Behold, all they shall wax old as a garment, the moth shall eat them up.

though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.


Therefore I am to Ephraim like a moth, and to the house of Judah like rottenness.


Behold, the Lord Yahweh will help me; who is he who shall condemn me? Behold, all they shall wax old as a garment, the moth shall eat them up.

though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.

Therefore I am to Ephraim like a moth, and to the house of Judah like rottenness.

For the moth shall eat them up like a garment, and the worm shall eat them like wool; but my righteousness shall be forever, and my salvation to all generations."


though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.


"Surely I would speak to the Almighty. I desire to reason with God.

Hear diligently my speech. Let my declaration be in your ears. See now, I have set my cause in order. I know that I am righteous. Who is he who will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the spirit. read more.
"Only don't do two things to me; then I will not hide myself from your face: withdraw your hand far from me; and don't let your terror make me afraid. Then call, and I will answer; or let me speak, and you answer me. How many are my iniquities and sins? Make me know my disobedience and my sin. Why hide you your face, and hold me for your enemy? Will you harass a driven leaf? Will you pursue the dry stubble? For you write bitter things against me, and make me inherit the iniquities of my youth: You also put my feet in the stocks, and mark all my paths. You set a bound to the soles of my feet, though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.