Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



"But now they mock me, those who are younger than I, whose fathers I disdained too much to put with my sheep dogs. Moreover, the strength of their hands -- what use was it to me? Men whose strength had perished; gaunt with want and hunger, they would gnaw the parched land, in former time desolate and waste. read more.
By the brush they would gather herbs from the salt marshes, and the root of the broom tree was their food. They were banished from the community -- people shouted at them like they would shout at thieves -- so that they had to live in the dry stream beds, in the holes of the ground, and among the rocks. They brayed like animals among the bushes and were huddled together under the nettles. Sons of senseless and nameless people, they were driven out of the land with whips. "And now I have become their taunt song; I have become a byword among them. They detest me and maintain their distance; they do not hesitate to spit in my face.

But you, however, are inventors of lies; all of you are worthless physicians! If only you would keep completely silent! For you, that would be wisdom. "Listen now to my argument, and be attentive to my lips' contentions. read more.
Will you speak wickedly on God's behalf? Will you speak deceitfully for him? Will you show him partiality? Will you argue the case for God? Would it turn out well if he would examine you? Or as one deceives a man would you deceive him? He would certainly rebuke you if you secretly showed partiality! Would not his splendor terrify you and the fear he inspires fall on you? Your maxims are proverbs of ashes; your defenses are defenses of clay. "Refrain from talking with me so that I may speak; then let come to me what may.

Then Job replied: "I have heard many things like these before. What miserable comforters are you all! Will there be an end to your windy words? Or what provokes you that you answer? read more.
I also could speak like you, if you were in my place; I could pile up words against you and I could shake my head at you.

Surely mockery is with me; my eyes must dwell on their hostility.

Then Job answered: "How long will you torment me and crush me with your words? These ten times you have been reproaching me; you are not ashamed to attack me! read more.
But even if it were true that I have erred, my error remains solely my concern! If indeed you would exalt yourselves above me and plead my disgrace against me,


I tell you that on the day of judgment, people will give an account for every worthless word they speak. For by your words you will be justified, and by your words you will be condemned."

The lips of a fool enter into strife, and his mouth invites a flogging. The mouth of a fool is his ruin, and his lips are a snare for his life.


Just as there is futility in many dreams, so also in many words. Therefore, fear God!

Like a thorn that goes into the hand of a drunkard, so is a proverb in the mouth of a fool.



Do you see someone who is hasty in his words? There is more hope for a fool than for him.

The discerning heart seeks knowledge, but the mouth of fools feeds on folly.

The one who gives an answer before he listens -- that is his folly and his shame.



Those who are wise store up knowledge, but foolish speech leads to imminent destruction.

The lips of the wise spread knowledge, but not so the heart of fools.


Like legs that hang limp from the lame, so is a proverb in the mouth of fools.


If only you would keep completely silent! For you, that would be wisdom.

Will there be an end to your windy words? Or what provokes you that you answer? I also could speak like you, if you were in my place; I could pile up words against you and I could shake my head at you.

"Who is this who darkens counsel with words without knowledge?

Do not answer a fool according to his folly, lest you yourself also be like him.

Do not slander a servant to his master, lest he curse you, and you are found guilty.

At the beginning his words are foolish and at the end his talk is wicked madness, yet a fool keeps on babbling. No one knows what will happen; who can tell him what will happen in the future?