Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock. Yea, whereto should the strength of their hands profit me, men in whom vigour hath perished? Withered up through want and hunger, they flee into waste places long since desolate and desert: read more.
They gather the salt-wort among the bushes, and the roots of the broom for their food. They are driven forth from among men they cry after them as after a thief -- To dwell in gloomy gorges, in caves of the earth and the rocks: They bray among the bushes; under the brambles they are gathered together: Sons of fools, and sons of nameless sires, they are driven out of the land. And now I am their song, yea, I am their byword. They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, yea, they spare not to spit in my face.

For ye indeed are forgers of lies, ye are all physicians of no value. Oh that ye would be altogether silent! and it would be your wisdom. Hear now my defence, and hearken to the pleadings of my lips. read more.
Will ye speak unrighteously for God? and for him speak deceit? Will ye accept his person? will ye contend for God? Will it be well if he should search you out? or as one mocketh at a man, will ye mock at him? He will certainly reprove you, if ye do secretly accept persons. Shall not his excellency terrify you? and his dread fall upon you? Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, your bulwarks are bulwarks of mire. Hold your peace from me, and I will speak, and let come on me what will!

And Job answered and said, I have heard many such things: grievous comforters are ye all. Shall words of wind have an end? or what provoketh thee that thou answerest? read more.
I also could speak as ye: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join together words against you, and shake my head at you;

Are there not mockers around me? and doth not mine eye abide in their provocation?

And Job answered and said, How long will ye vex my soul, and crush me with words? These ten times have ye reproached me; ye are not ashamed to stupefy me. read more.
And be it that I have erred, mine error remaineth with myself. If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and prove against me my reproach,


He that despiseth his neighbour is void of heart; but a man of understanding holdeth his peace.


And they sat down with him on the ground seven days and seven nights; and none spoke a word to him; for they saw that his anguish was very great.

Oh that ye would be altogether silent! and it would be your wisdom.

I was dumb with silence, I held my peace from good; and my sorrow was stirred.

Even a fool when he holdeth his peace is reckoned wise, and he that shutteth his lips, intelligent.

He sitteth solitary and keepeth silence, because he hath laid it upon him;


But I say unto you, that every idle word which men shall say, they shall render an account of it in judgment-day: for by thy words thou shalt be justified, and by thy words thou shalt be condemned.

A fool's lips enter into contention, and his mouth calleth for stripes. A fool's mouth is destruction to him, and his lips are a snare to his soul.


For in the multitude of dreams are vanities; so with many words: but fear God.

As a thorn goeth up into the hand of a drunkard, so is a proverb in the mouth of fools.




The heart of an intelligent man seeketh knowledge; but the mouth of the foolish feedeth on folly.





The lips of the wise disperse knowledge, but not so the heart of the foolish.


The legs of the lame hang loose; so is a proverb in the mouth of fools.


Oh that ye would be altogether silent! and it would be your wisdom.

Shall words of wind have an end? or what provoketh thee that thou answerest? I also could speak as ye: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join together words against you, and shake my head at you;

Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge?

Answer not a fool according to his folly, lest thou also be like unto him.

Speak not too much about a servant to his master, lest he curse thee, and thou be held guilty.

The beginning of the words of his mouth is folly; and the end of his talk is mischievous madness. And the fool multiplieth words: yet man knoweth not what shall be; and what shall be after him, who will tell him?