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Conscience » Guilty
Terrify him do adversity and distress, They prevail over him As a king ready for a boaster.
For we -- wilfully sinning after the receiving the full knowledge of the truth -- no more for sins doth there remain a sacrifice, but a certain fearful looking for of judgment, and fiery zeal, about to devour the opposers;
And the king Herod heard, (for his name became public,) and he said -- 'John the Baptist out of the dead was raised, and because of this the mighty powers are working in him.'
Then Judas -- he who delivered him up -- having seen that he was condemned, having repented, brought back the thirty silverlings to the chief priests, and to the elders, saying, I did sin, having delivered up innocent blood;' and they said, 'What -- to us? thou shalt see!' and having cast down the silverlings in the sanctuary, he departed, and having gone away, he did strangle himself.
The wicked have fled and there is no pursuer. And the righteous as a young lion is confident.
how much more shall the blood of the Christ (who through the age-during Spirit did offer himself unblemished to God) purify your conscience from dead works to serve the living God?
and they having heard, and by the conscience being convicted, were going forth one by one, having begun from the elders -- unto the last; and Jesus was left alone, and the woman standing in the midst.
To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David, in the coming in unto him of Nathan the prophet, when he hath gone in unto Bath-Sheba. Favour me, O God, according to Thy kindness, According to the abundance of Thy mercies, Blot out my transgressions. Thoroughly wash me from mine iniquity, And from my sin cleanse me, For my transgressions I do know, And my sin is before me continually. read more.
Against Thee, Thee only, I have sinned, And done the evil thing in Thine eyes, So that Thou art righteous in Thy words, Thou art pure in Thy judging.
Against Thee, Thee only, I have sinned, And done the evil thing in Thine eyes, So that Thou art righteous in Thy words, Thou art pure in Thy judging.
Thou cleansest me with hyssop and I am clean, Washest me, and than snow I am whiter. Thou causest me to hear joy and gladness, Thou makest joyful bones Thou hast bruised. Hide Thy face from my sin. And all mine iniquities blot out. read more.
A clean heart prepare for me, O God, And a right spirit renew within me. Cast me not forth from Thy presence, And Thy Holy Spirit take not from me. Restore to me the joy of Thy salvation, And a willing spirit doth sustain me. I teach transgressors Thy ways, And sinners unto Thee do return. Deliver me from blood, O God, God of my salvation, My tongue singeth of Thy righteousness.
A clean heart prepare for me, O God, And a right spirit renew within me. Cast me not forth from Thy presence, And Thy Holy Spirit take not from me. Restore to me the joy of Thy salvation, And a willing spirit doth sustain me. I teach transgressors Thy ways, And sinners unto Thee do return. Deliver me from blood, O God, God of my salvation, My tongue singeth of Thy righteousness.
Therefore hath judgment been far from us, And righteousness reacheth us not, We wait for light, and lo, darkness, For brightness -- in thick darkness we go, We feel like the blind for the wall, Yea, as without eyes we feel, We have stumbled at noon as at twilight, In desolate places as the dead. We make a noise as bears -- all of us, And as doves we coo sorely; We wait for judgment, and there is none, For salvation -- it hath been far from us. read more.
For our transgressions have been multiplied before Thee, And our sins have testified against us, For our transgressions are with us, And our iniquities -- we have known them. Transgressing, and lying against Jehovah, And removing from after our God, Speaking oppression and apostasy, Conceiving and uttering from the heart Words of falsehood. And removed backward is judgment, And righteousness afar off standeth, For truth hath been feeble in the street, And straightforwardness is not able to enter,
For our transgressions have been multiplied before Thee, And our sins have testified against us, For our transgressions are with us, And our iniquities -- we have known them. Transgressing, and lying against Jehovah, And removing from after our God, Speaking oppression and apostasy, Conceiving and uttering from the heart Words of falsehood. And removed backward is judgment, And righteousness afar off standeth, For truth hath been feeble in the street, And straightforwardness is not able to enter,
At that time did Herod the tetrarch hear the fame of Jesus, and said to his servants, 'This is John the Baptist, he did rise from the dead, and because of this the mighty energies are working in him.'
And Herod having heard, said -- 'He whom I did behead -- John -- this is he; he was raised out of the dead.'
And having heard, they were pricked to the heart; they say also to Peter, and to the rest of the apostles, 'What shall we do, men, brethren?'
in hypocrisy speaking lies, being seared in their own conscience,
all things, indeed, are pure to the pure, and to the defiled and unstedfast is nothing pure, but of them defiled are even the mind and the conscience;
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and say, 'O my God, I have been ashamed, and have blushed to lift up, O my God, my face unto Thee, for our iniquities have increased over the head, and our guilt hath become great unto the heavens.
unholy Fear » Described as » Overwhelming
Terrify him do adversity and distress, They prevail over him As a king ready for a boaster.
Fall on them doth terror and dread; By the greatness of Thine arm They are still as a stone, Till Thy people pass over, O Jehovah; Till the people pass over Whom Thou hast purchased.
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and say, 'O my God, I have been ashamed, and have blushed to lift up, O my God, my face unto Thee, for our iniquities have increased over the head, and our guilt hath become great unto the heavens.
Happiness » Of the wicked » Often interrupted by judgments
The flesh is yet between their teeth -- it is not yet cut off -- and the anger of Jehovah hath burned among the people, and Jehovah smiteth among the people -- a very great smiting;
Only, in slippery places Thou dost set them, Thou hast caused them to fall to desolations. How have they become a desolation as in a moment, They have been ended -- consumed from terrors. As a dream from awakening, O Lord, In awaking, their image Thou despisest.
And I have destroyed from them the voice of rejoicing, and the voice of joy, voice of bridegroom and voice of bride, noise of millstones, and the light of lamps. And all this land hath been for a waste, for an astonishment, and these nations have served the king of Babylon seventy years.
Happiness of the The Wicked » Often interrupted by judgments
The flesh is yet between their teeth -- it is not yet cut off -- and the anger of Jehovah hath burned among the people, and Jehovah smiteth among the people -- a very great smiting;
Only, in slippery places Thou dost set them, Thou hast caused them to fall to desolations. How have they become a desolation as in a moment, They have been ended -- consumed from terrors. As a dream from awakening, O Lord, In awaking, their image Thou despisest.
And I have destroyed from them the voice of rejoicing, and the voice of joy, voice of bridegroom and voice of bride, noise of millstones, and the light of lamps. And all this land hath been for a waste, for an astonishment, and these nations have served the king of Babylon seventy years.
Opposition » Who opposes the lord
And he, knowing their thoughts, said to them, 'Every kingdom having been divided against itself is desolated; and house against house doth fall; and if also the Adversary against himself was divided, how shall his kingdom be made to stand? for ye say, by Beelzeboul is my casting forth the demons. But if I by Beelzeboul cast forth the demons -- your sons, by whom do they cast forth? because of this your judges they shall be; read more.
but if by the finger of God I cast forth the demons, then come unawares upon you did the reign of God. 'When the strong man armed may keep his hall, in peace are his goods; but when the stronger than he, having come upon him, may overcome him, his whole-armour he doth take away in which he had trusted, and his spoils he distributeth; he who is not with me is against me, and he who is not gathering with me doth scatter.
but if by the finger of God I cast forth the demons, then come unawares upon you did the reign of God. 'When the strong man armed may keep his hall, in peace are his goods; but when the stronger than he, having come upon him, may overcome him, his whole-armour he doth take away in which he had trusted, and his spoils he distributeth; he who is not with me is against me, and he who is not gathering with me doth scatter.
'All days of the wicked he is paining himself, And few years have been laid up for the terrible one. A fearful voice is in his ears, In peace doth a destroyer come to him. He believeth not to return from darkness, And watched is he for the sword. read more.
He is wandering for bread -- 'Where is it?' He hath known that ready at his hand Is a day of darkness. Terrify him do adversity and distress, They prevail over him As a king ready for a boaster. For he stretched out against God his hand, And against the Mighty he maketh himself mighty. He runneth unto Him with a neck, With thick bosses of his shields.
He is wandering for bread -- 'Where is it?' He hath known that ready at his hand Is a day of darkness. Terrify him do adversity and distress, They prevail over him As a king ready for a boaster. For he stretched out against God his hand, And against the Mighty he maketh himself mighty. He runneth unto Him with a neck, With thick bosses of his shields.
And Jesus, knowing their thoughts, said to them, 'Every kingdom having been divided against itself is desolated, and no city or house having been divided against itself, doth stand, and if the Adversary doth cast out the Adversary, against himself he was divided, how then doth his kingdom stand? And if I, by Beelzeboul, do cast out the demons, your sons -- by whom do they cast out? because of this they -- they shall be your judges. read more.
'But if I, by the Spirit of God, do cast out the demons, then come already unto you did the reign of God. 'Or how is one able to go into the house of the strong man, and to plunder his goods, if first he may not bind the strong man? and then his house he will plunder. 'He who is not with me is against me, and he who is not gathering with me, doth scatter.
'But if I, by the Spirit of God, do cast out the demons, then come already unto you did the reign of God. 'Or how is one able to go into the house of the strong man, and to plunder his goods, if first he may not bind the strong man? and then his house he will plunder. 'He who is not with me is against me, and he who is not gathering with me, doth scatter.
Wicked people » Prosperity of
By David. Do not fret because of evil doers, Be not envious against doers of iniquity,
At peace are the tents of spoilers, And those provoking God have confidence, He into whose hand God hath brought.
Though a sinner is doing evil a hundred times, and prolonging himself for it, surely also I know that there is good to those fearing God, who fear before Him. And good is not to the wicked, and he doth not prolong days as a shadow, because he is not fearing before God.
I have seen the wicked terrible, And spreading as a green native plant, And he passeth away, and lo, he is not, And I seek him, and he is not found!
And now, we are declaring the proud happy, Yea, built up have been those doing wickedness, Yea they have tempted God, and escape.'
Why dost Thou shew me iniquity, And perversity dost cause to behold? And spoiling and violence are before me, And there is strife, and contention doth lift itself up, Therefore doth law cease, And judgment doth not go forth for ever, For the wicked is compassing the righteous, Therefore wrong judgment goeth forth.
I -- I have seen the perverse taking root, And I mark his habitation straightway, Far are his sons from safety, And they are bruised in the gate, And there is no deliverer. Whose harvest the hungry doth eat, And even from the thorns taketh it, And the designing swallowed their wealth.
He is wandering for bread -- 'Where is it?' He hath known that ready at his hand Is a day of darkness.
He is not rich, nor doth his wealth rise, Nor doth he stretch out on earth their continuance.
In the fulness of his sufficiency he is straitened. Every perverse hand doth meet him.
Wherefore do the wicked live? They have become old, Yea, they have been mighty in wealth. Their seed is established, Before their face with them, And their offspring before their eyes. Their houses are peace without fear, Nor is a rod of God upon them. read more.
His bullock hath eaten corn, and doth not loath. His cow bringeth forth safely, And doth not miscarry. They send forth as a flock their sucklings, And their children skip, They lift themselves up at timbrel and harp, And rejoice at the sound of an organ. They wear out in good their days, And in a moment to Sheol go down.
His bullock hath eaten corn, and doth not loath. His cow bringeth forth safely, And doth not miscarry. They send forth as a flock their sucklings, And their children skip, They lift themselves up at timbrel and harp, And rejoice at the sound of an organ. They wear out in good their days, And in a moment to Sheol go down.
For he seeth wise men die, Together the foolish and brutish perish, And have left to others their wealth. Their heart is: Their houses are to the age, Their tabernacles to all generations. They proclaimed their names over the lands. And man in honour doth not remain, He hath been like the beasts, they have been cut off. read more.
This their way is folly for them, And their posterity with their sayings are pleased. Selah. As sheep for Sheol they have set themselves, Death doth afflict them, And the upright rule over them in the morning, And their form is for consumption. Sheol is a dwelling for him. Only, God doth ransom my soul from the hand of Sheol, For He doth receive me. Selah.
This their way is folly for them, And their posterity with their sayings are pleased. Selah. As sheep for Sheol they have set themselves, Death doth afflict them, And the upright rule over them in the morning, And their form is for consumption. Sheol is a dwelling for him. Only, God doth ransom my soul from the hand of Sheol, For He doth receive me. Selah.
The peace of the wicked I see, That there are no bands at their death, And their might is firm. In the misery of mortals they are not, And with common men they are not plagued. read more.
Therefore hath pride encircled them, Violence covereth them as a dress. Their eye hath come out from fat. The imaginations of the heart transgressed; They do corruptly, And they speak in the wickedness of oppression, From on high they speak. They have set in the heavens their mouth, And their tongue walketh in the earth. Therefore do His people return hither, And waters of fulness are wrung out to them. And they have said, 'How hath God known? And is there knowledge in the Most High?' Lo, these are the wicked and easy ones of the age, They have increased strength. Only -- a vain thing! I have purified my heart, And I wash in innocency my hands, And I am plagued all the day, And my reproof is every morning. If I have said, 'I recount thus,' Lo, a generation of Thy sons I have deceived. And I think to know this, Perverseness it is in mine eyes, Till I come in to the sanctuaries of God, I attend to their latter end. Only, in slippery places Thou dost set them, Thou hast caused them to fall to desolations. How have they become a desolation as in a moment, They have been ended -- consumed from terrors. As a dream from awakening, O Lord, In awaking, their image Thou despisest. For my heart doth show itself violent, And my reins prick themselves, And I am brutish, and do not know. A beast I have been with Thee.
Therefore hath pride encircled them, Violence covereth them as a dress. Their eye hath come out from fat. The imaginations of the heart transgressed; They do corruptly, And they speak in the wickedness of oppression, From on high they speak. They have set in the heavens their mouth, And their tongue walketh in the earth. Therefore do His people return hither, And waters of fulness are wrung out to them. And they have said, 'How hath God known? And is there knowledge in the Most High?' Lo, these are the wicked and easy ones of the age, They have increased strength. Only -- a vain thing! I have purified my heart, And I wash in innocency my hands, And I am plagued all the day, And my reproof is every morning. If I have said, 'I recount thus,' Lo, a generation of Thy sons I have deceived. And I think to know this, Perverseness it is in mine eyes, Till I come in to the sanctuaries of God, I attend to their latter end. Only, in slippery places Thou dost set them, Thou hast caused them to fall to desolations. How have they become a desolation as in a moment, They have been ended -- consumed from terrors. As a dream from awakening, O Lord, In awaking, their image Thou despisest. For my heart doth show itself violent, And my reins prick themselves, And I am brutish, and do not know. A beast I have been with Thee.
A brutish man doth not know, And a fool understandeth not this; -- When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity -- For their being destroyed for ever and ever!
Righteous art Thou, O Jehovah, When I plead towards thee, Only, judgments do I speak with Thee, Wherefore did the way of the wicked prosper? At rest have been all treacherous dealers. Thou hast planted them, yea, they have taken root, They go on, yea, they have made fruit, Near art Thou in their mouth, And far off from their reins.
Purer of eyes than to behold evil, To look on perverseness Thou art not able, Why dost Thou behold the treacherous? Thou keepest silent when the wicked Doth swallow the more righteous than he, And Thou makest man as fishes of the sea, As a creeping thing -- none ruling over him. Each of them with a hook he hath brought up, He doth catch it in his net, and gathereth it in his drag, Therefore he doth joy and rejoice. read more.
Therefore he doth sacrifice to his net, And doth make perfume to his drag, For by them is his portion fertile, and his food fat. Doth he therefore empty his net, And continually to slay nations spare not?
Therefore he doth sacrifice to his net, And doth make perfume to his drag, For by them is his portion fertile, and his food fat. Doth he therefore empty his net, And continually to slay nations spare not?
Wicked people » Temporal punishment of
Also, the light of the wicked is extinguished. And there doth not shine a spark of his fire. The light hath been dark in his tent, And his lamp over him is extinguished. Straitened are the steps of his strength, And cast him down doth his own counsel. read more.
For he is sent into a net by his own feet, And on a snare he doth walk habitually. Seize on the heel doth a gin, Prevail over him do the designing. Hidden in the earth is his cord, And his trap on the path. Round about terrified him have terrors, And they have scattered him -- at his feet. Hungry is his sorrow, And calamity is ready at his side. It consumeth the parts of his skin, Consume his parts doth death's first-born. Drawn from his tent is his confidence, And it causeth him to step to the king of terrors. It dwelleth in his tent -- out of his provender, Scattered over his habitation is sulphur. From beneath his roots are dried up, And from above cut off is his crop. His memorial hath perished from the land, And he hath no name on the street. They thrust him from light unto darkness, And from the habitable earth cast him out. He hath no continuator, Nor successor among his people, And none is remaining in his dwellings. At this day westerns have been astonished And easterns have taken fright. Only these are tabernacles of the perverse, And this the place God hath not known.
For he is sent into a net by his own feet, And on a snare he doth walk habitually. Seize on the heel doth a gin, Prevail over him do the designing. Hidden in the earth is his cord, And his trap on the path. Round about terrified him have terrors, And they have scattered him -- at his feet. Hungry is his sorrow, And calamity is ready at his side. It consumeth the parts of his skin, Consume his parts doth death's first-born. Drawn from his tent is his confidence, And it causeth him to step to the king of terrors. It dwelleth in his tent -- out of his provender, Scattered over his habitation is sulphur. From beneath his roots are dried up, And from above cut off is his crop. His memorial hath perished from the land, And he hath no name on the street. They thrust him from light unto darkness, And from the habitable earth cast him out. He hath no continuator, Nor successor among his people, And none is remaining in his dwellings. At this day westerns have been astonished And easterns have taken fright. Only these are tabernacles of the perverse, And this the place God hath not known.
Your iniquities have turned these away, And your sins have kept the good from you.
This is the portion of wicked man with God, And the inheritance of terrible ones From the Mighty they receive. If his sons multiply -- for them is a sword. And his offspring are not satisfied with bread. His remnant in death are buried, And his widows do not weep. read more.
If he heap up as dust silver, And as clay prepare clothing, He prepareth -- and the righteous putteth it on, And the silver the innocent doth apportion. He hath built as a moth his house, And as a booth a watchman hath made. Rich he lieth down, and he is not gathered, His eyes he hath opened, and he is not. Overtake him as waters do terrors, By night stolen him away hath a whirlwind. Take him up doth an east wind, and he goeth, And it frighteneth him from his place, And it casteth at him, and doth not spare, From its hand he diligently fleeth. It clappeth at him its hands, And it hisseth at him from his place.
If he heap up as dust silver, And as clay prepare clothing, He prepareth -- and the righteous putteth it on, And the silver the innocent doth apportion. He hath built as a moth his house, And as a booth a watchman hath made. Rich he lieth down, and he is not gathered, His eyes he hath opened, and he is not. Overtake him as waters do terrors, By night stolen him away hath a whirlwind. Take him up doth an east wind, and he goeth, And it frighteneth him from his place, And it casteth at him, and doth not spare, From its hand he diligently fleeth. It clappeth at him its hands, And it hisseth at him from his place.
'All days of the wicked he is paining himself, And few years have been laid up for the terrible one. A fearful voice is in his ears, In peace doth a destroyer come to him. He believeth not to return from darkness, And watched is he for the sword. read more.
He is wandering for bread -- 'Where is it?' He hath known that ready at his hand Is a day of darkness. Terrify him do adversity and distress, They prevail over him As a king ready for a boaster. For he stretched out against God his hand, And against the Mighty he maketh himself mighty. He runneth unto Him with a neck, With thick bosses of his shields. For he hath covered his face with his fat, And maketh vigour over his confidence. And he inhabiteth cities cut off, houses not dwelt in, That have been ready to become heaps. He is not rich, nor doth his wealth rise, Nor doth he stretch out on earth their continuance. He turneth not aside from darkness, His tender branch doth a flame dry up, And he turneth aside at the breath of His mouth! Let him not put credence in vanity, He hath been deceived, For vanity is his recompence. Not in his day is it completed, And his bending branch is not green. He shaketh off as a vine his unripe fruit, And casteth off as an olive his blossom. For the company of the profane is gloomy, And fire hath consumed tents of bribery. To conceive misery, and to bear iniquity, Even their heart doth prepare deceit.
He is wandering for bread -- 'Where is it?' He hath known that ready at his hand Is a day of darkness. Terrify him do adversity and distress, They prevail over him As a king ready for a boaster. For he stretched out against God his hand, And against the Mighty he maketh himself mighty. He runneth unto Him with a neck, With thick bosses of his shields. For he hath covered his face with his fat, And maketh vigour over his confidence. And he inhabiteth cities cut off, houses not dwelt in, That have been ready to become heaps. He is not rich, nor doth his wealth rise, Nor doth he stretch out on earth their continuance. He turneth not aside from darkness, His tender branch doth a flame dry up, And he turneth aside at the breath of His mouth! Let him not put credence in vanity, He hath been deceived, For vanity is his recompence. Not in his day is it completed, And his bending branch is not green. He shaketh off as a vine his unripe fruit, And casteth off as an olive his blossom. For the company of the profane is gloomy, And fire hath consumed tents of bribery. To conceive misery, and to bear iniquity, Even their heart doth prepare deceit.
That the singing of the wicked is short, And the joy of the profane for a moment, Though his excellency go up to the heavens, And his head against a cloud he strike -- As his own dung for ever he doth perish, His beholders say: 'Where is he?' read more.
As a dream he fleeth, and they find him not, And he is driven away as a vision of the night, The eye hath not seen him, and addeth not. And not again doth his place behold him. His sons do the poor oppress, And his hands give back his wealth. His bones have been full of his youth, And with him on the dust it lieth down. Though he doth sweeten evil in his mouth, Doth hide it under his tongue, Hath pity on it, and doth not forsake it, And keep it back in the midst of his palate, His food in his bowels is turned, The bitterness of asps is in his heart. Wealth he hath swallowed, and doth vomit it. From his belly God driveth it out. Gall of asps he sucketh, Slay him doth the tongue of a viper. He looketh not on rivulets, Flowing of brooks of honey and butter. He is giving back what he laboured for, And doth not consume it; As a bulwark is his exchange, and he exults not. For he oppressed -- he forsook the poor, A house he hath taken violently away, And he doth not build it. For he hath not known ease in his belly. With his desirable thing he delivereth not himself. There is not a remnant to his food, Therefore his good doth not stay. In the fulness of his sufficiency he is straitened. Every perverse hand doth meet him. It cometh to pass, at the filling of his belly, He sendeth forth against him The fierceness of His anger, Yea, He raineth on him in his eating. He fleeth from an iron weapon, Pass through him doth a bow of brass. One hath drawn, And it cometh out from the body, And a glittering weapon from his gall proceedeth. On him are terrors. All darkness is hid for his treasures, Consume him doth a fire not blown, Broken is the remnant in his tent. Reveal do the heavens his iniquity, And earth is raising itself against him. Remove doth the increase of his house, Poured forth in a day of His anger. This is the portion of a wicked man from God. And an inheritance appointed him by God.
As a dream he fleeth, and they find him not, And he is driven away as a vision of the night, The eye hath not seen him, and addeth not. And not again doth his place behold him. His sons do the poor oppress, And his hands give back his wealth. His bones have been full of his youth, And with him on the dust it lieth down. Though he doth sweeten evil in his mouth, Doth hide it under his tongue, Hath pity on it, and doth not forsake it, And keep it back in the midst of his palate, His food in his bowels is turned, The bitterness of asps is in his heart. Wealth he hath swallowed, and doth vomit it. From his belly God driveth it out. Gall of asps he sucketh, Slay him doth the tongue of a viper. He looketh not on rivulets, Flowing of brooks of honey and butter. He is giving back what he laboured for, And doth not consume it; As a bulwark is his exchange, and he exults not. For he oppressed -- he forsook the poor, A house he hath taken violently away, And he doth not build it. For he hath not known ease in his belly. With his desirable thing he delivereth not himself. There is not a remnant to his food, Therefore his good doth not stay. In the fulness of his sufficiency he is straitened. Every perverse hand doth meet him. It cometh to pass, at the filling of his belly, He sendeth forth against him The fierceness of His anger, Yea, He raineth on him in his eating. He fleeth from an iron weapon, Pass through him doth a bow of brass. One hath drawn, And it cometh out from the body, And a glittering weapon from his gall proceedeth. On him are terrors. All darkness is hid for his treasures, Consume him doth a fire not blown, Broken is the remnant in his tent. Reveal do the heavens his iniquity, And earth is raising itself against him. Remove doth the increase of his house, Poured forth in a day of His anger. This is the portion of a wicked man from God. And an inheritance appointed him by God.
Wherefore do the wicked live? They have become old, Yea, they have been mighty in wealth. Their seed is established, Before their face with them, And their offspring before their eyes. Their houses are peace without fear, Nor is a rod of God upon them. read more.
His bullock hath eaten corn, and doth not loath. His cow bringeth forth safely, And doth not miscarry. They send forth as a flock their sucklings, And their children skip, They lift themselves up at timbrel and harp, And rejoice at the sound of an organ. They wear out in good their days, And in a moment to Sheol go down. And they say to God, 'Turn aside from us, And the knowledge of Thy ways We have not desired. What is the Mighty One that we serve Him? And what do we profit when we meet with Him?' Lo, not in their hand is their good, (The counsel of the wicked Hath been far from me.) How oft is the lamp of the wicked extinguished, And come on them doth their calamity? Pangs He apportioneth in His anger. They are as straw before wind, And as chaff a hurricane hath stolen away, God layeth up for his sons his sorrow, He giveth recompense unto him -- and he knoweth. His own eyes see his destruction, And of the wrath of the Mighty he drinketh. For what is his delight in his house after him, And the number of his months cut off? To God doth one teach knowledge, And He the high doth judge? This one dieth in his perfect strength, Wholly at ease and quiet. His breasts have been full of milk, And marrow his bones doth moisten. And this one dieth with a bitter soul, And have not eaten with gladness. Together -- on the dust they lie down, And the worm doth cover them over. Lo, I have known your thoughts, And the devices against me ye do wrongfully. For ye say, 'Where is the house of the noble? And where the tent -- The tabernacles of the wicked?' Have ye not asked those passing by the way? And their signs do ye not know? That to a day of calamity is the wicked spared. To a day of wrath they are brought. Who doth declare to his face his way? And for that which he hath done, Who doth give recompence to him? And he -- to the graves he is brought. And over the heap a watch is kept. Sweet to him have been the clods of the valley, And after him every man he draweth, And before him there is no numbering.
His bullock hath eaten corn, and doth not loath. His cow bringeth forth safely, And doth not miscarry. They send forth as a flock their sucklings, And their children skip, They lift themselves up at timbrel and harp, And rejoice at the sound of an organ. They wear out in good their days, And in a moment to Sheol go down. And they say to God, 'Turn aside from us, And the knowledge of Thy ways We have not desired. What is the Mighty One that we serve Him? And what do we profit when we meet with Him?' Lo, not in their hand is their good, (The counsel of the wicked Hath been far from me.) How oft is the lamp of the wicked extinguished, And come on them doth their calamity? Pangs He apportioneth in His anger. They are as straw before wind, And as chaff a hurricane hath stolen away, God layeth up for his sons his sorrow, He giveth recompense unto him -- and he knoweth. His own eyes see his destruction, And of the wrath of the Mighty he drinketh. For what is his delight in his house after him, And the number of his months cut off? To God doth one teach knowledge, And He the high doth judge? This one dieth in his perfect strength, Wholly at ease and quiet. His breasts have been full of milk, And marrow his bones doth moisten. And this one dieth with a bitter soul, And have not eaten with gladness. Together -- on the dust they lie down, And the worm doth cover them over. Lo, I have known your thoughts, And the devices against me ye do wrongfully. For ye say, 'Where is the house of the noble? And where the tent -- The tabernacles of the wicked?' Have ye not asked those passing by the way? And their signs do ye not know? That to a day of calamity is the wicked spared. To a day of wrath they are brought. Who doth declare to his face his way? And for that which he hath done, Who doth give recompence to him? And he -- to the graves he is brought. And over the heap a watch is kept. Sweet to him have been the clods of the valley, And after him every man he draweth, And before him there is no numbering.
The borders they reach, A drove they have taken violently away, Yea, they do evil. The ass of the fatherless they lead away, They take in pledge the ox of the widow, They turn aside the needy from the way, Together have hid the poor of the earth. read more.
Lo, wild asses in a wilderness, They have gone out about their work, Seeking early for prey, A mixture for himself -- food for young ones. In a field his provender they reap, And the vineyard of the wicked they glean. The naked they cause to lodge Without clothing. And there is no covering in the cold. From the inundation of hills they are wet, And without a refuge -- have embraced a rock. They take violently away From the breast the orphan, And on the poor they lay a pledge. Naked, they have gone without clothing, And hungry -- have taken away a sheaf. Between their walls they make oil, Wine-presses they have trodden, and thirst. Because of enmity men do groan, And the soul of pierced ones doth cry, And God doth not give praise. They have been among rebellious ones of light, They have not discerned His ways, Nor abode in His paths. At the light doth the murderer rise, He doth slay the poor and needy, And in the night he is as a thief. And the eye of an adulterer Hath observed the twilight, Saying, 'No eye doth behold me.' And he putteth the face in secret. He hath dug in the darkness -- houses; By day they shut themselves up, They have not known light. When together, morning is to them death shade, When he discerneth the terrors of death shade. Light he is on the face of the waters, Vilified is their portion in the earth, He turneth not the way of vineyards. Drought -- also heat -- consume snow-waters, Sheol those who have sinned. Forget him doth the womb, Sweeten on him doth the worm, No more is he remembered, And broken as a tree is wickedness. Treating evil the barren who beareth not, And to the widow he doth no good, And hath drawn the mighty by his power, He riseth, and none believeth in life. He giveth to him confidence, and he is supported, And his eyes are on their ways. High they were for a little, and they are not, And they have been brought low. As all others they are shut up, And as the head of an ear of corn cut off.
Lo, wild asses in a wilderness, They have gone out about their work, Seeking early for prey, A mixture for himself -- food for young ones. In a field his provender they reap, And the vineyard of the wicked they glean. The naked they cause to lodge Without clothing. And there is no covering in the cold. From the inundation of hills they are wet, And without a refuge -- have embraced a rock. They take violently away From the breast the orphan, And on the poor they lay a pledge. Naked, they have gone without clothing, And hungry -- have taken away a sheaf. Between their walls they make oil, Wine-presses they have trodden, and thirst. Because of enmity men do groan, And the soul of pierced ones doth cry, And God doth not give praise. They have been among rebellious ones of light, They have not discerned His ways, Nor abode in His paths. At the light doth the murderer rise, He doth slay the poor and needy, And in the night he is as a thief. And the eye of an adulterer Hath observed the twilight, Saying, 'No eye doth behold me.' And he putteth the face in secret. He hath dug in the darkness -- houses; By day they shut themselves up, They have not known light. When together, morning is to them death shade, When he discerneth the terrors of death shade. Light he is on the face of the waters, Vilified is their portion in the earth, He turneth not the way of vineyards. Drought -- also heat -- consume snow-waters, Sheol those who have sinned. Forget him doth the womb, Sweeten on him doth the worm, No more is he remembered, And broken as a tree is wickedness. Treating evil the barren who beareth not, And to the widow he doth no good, And hath drawn the mighty by his power, He riseth, and none believeth in life. He giveth to him confidence, and he is supported, And his eyes are on their ways. High they were for a little, and they are not, And they have been brought low. As all others they are shut up, And as the head of an ear of corn cut off.
By the sword ye do fall, On the border of Israel I do judge you, And ye have known that I am Jehovah.
and thou hast said unto the people of the land, Thus said the Lord Jehovah concerning the inhabitants of Jerusalem, concerning the land of Israel: Their bread with fear they do eat, and their water with astonishment drink, because its land is desolate, because of its fulness, because of the violence of all who are dwelling in it. And the cities that are inhabited are laid waste, and the land is a desolation, and ye have known that I am Jehovah.'
And it hath come to pass, That he who doth not go up of the families of the land unto Jerusalem, To bow himself to the King, Jehovah of Hosts, Even on them there is no shower. And if the family of Egypt go not up, nor come in, Then not on them is the plague With which Jehovah doth plague the nations That go not up to celebrate the feast of booths. This is the punishment of the sin of Egypt, And the punishment of the sin of all the nations, That go not up to celebrate the feast of booths.