Thematic Bible


Thematic Bible



Thou, thou art to be feared, and who can stand before thee when once thou art angry? Verse ConceptsAnger Of God, DescriptionReverence, And God's NatureGod Has AngerGod Is To Be Fearedwrath

+God withdraweth not his anger; the proud helpers stoop under him: Verse ConceptsHumbling The Proud

Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, that thou wouldest keep me secret until thine anger be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me, -- Verse ConceptsGrave, TheSheolDesire For DeathGod Hiding People

Who shall stand before his indignation? and who shall abide in the fierceness of his anger? His fury is poured out like fire, and the rocks are broken asunder by him. Verse ConceptsAnger Of God, Nature OfGod's IndignationPunishment, By GodRocksSplitting RocksFire Of God's AngerStanding FirmGod Has AngerLake Of FirePassionwrathventing

My soul is weary of my life: I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. Verse ConceptsComplaintsHealthBeing BitterResentment, Against GodSelf PitySuicideWeariness Of LifeLife DespisedDeath DesiredComplainingBitternesstiredventing

Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, that thou wouldest keep me secret until thine anger be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me, -- Verse ConceptsGrave, TheSheolDesire For DeathGod Hiding People

Oh that I might have my request, and that +God would grant my desire! And that it would please +God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off! Then should I yet have comfort; and in the pain which spareth not I would rejoice that I have not denied the words of the Holy One. read more.
What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should have patience?

Hath not man a life of labour upon earth? and are not his days like the days of a hireling? As a bondman earnestly desireth the shadow, and a hireling expecteth his wages, So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.

So that my soul chooseth strangling, death, rather than my bones. I loathe it; I shall not live always: let me alone, for my days are a breath.