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God » Hand of » Upon men for chastisement and punishment
And he said to her, You are talking like one of the foolish women. If we take the good God sends us, are we not to take the evil when it comes? In all this Job kept his lips from sin.
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But the hand of the Lord was hard on the people of Ashdod and he sent disease on them through all the country of Ashdod.
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And now, see, the hand of the Lord is on you, and you will be blind and not able to see the sun for a time. And straight away a dark mist came down on him; and he went about looking for a guide.
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For the weight of your hand was on me day and night; my body became dry like the earth in summer. (Selah.)
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And the Egyptians will see that I am the Lord, when my hand is stretched out over Egypt, and I take the children of Israel out from among them.
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For the hand of the Lord was against them, working their destruction, till all were dead.
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Would you keep yourselves till they were old enough? would you keep from having husbands for them? No, my daughters; but I am very sad for you that the hand of the Lord is against me.
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Have pity on me, have pity on me, O my friends! for the hand of God is on me.
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Job » Faith strained but victorious
And Job made answer and said, How long will you make my life bitter, crushing me with words? Ten times now you have made sport of me; it gives you no sense of shame to do me wrong. read more.
And, truly, if I have been in error, the effect of my error is only on myself. If you make yourselves great against me, using my punishment as an argument against me, Be certain that it is God who has done me wrong, and has taken me in his net. Truly, I make an outcry against the violent man, but there is no answer: I give a cry for help, but no one takes up my cause. My way is walled up by him so that I may not go by: he has made my roads dark. He has put off my glory from me, and taken the crown from my head. I am broken down by him on every side, and I am gone; my hope is uprooted like a tree. His wrath is burning against me, and I am to him as one of his haters. His armies come on together, they make their road high against me, and put up their tents round mine. He has taken my brothers far away from me; they have seen my fate and have become strange to me. My relations and my near friends have given me up, and those living in my house have put me out of their minds. I am strange to my women-servants, and seem to them as one from another country. At my cry my servant gives me no answer, and I have to make a prayer to him. My breath is strange to my wife, and I am disgusting to the offspring of my mother's body. Even young children have no respect for me; when I get up their backs are turned on me. All the men of my circle keep away from me; and those dear to me are turned against me. My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth. Have pity on me, have pity on me, O my friends! for the hand of God is on me. Why are you cruel to me, like God, for ever saying evil against me? If only my words might be recorded! if they might be put in writing in a book! And with an iron pen and lead be cut into the rock for ever! But I am certain that he who will take up my cause is living, and that in time to come he will take his place on the dust; And ... without my flesh I will see God; Whom I will see on my side, and not as one strange to me. My heart is broken with desire.
And, truly, if I have been in error, the effect of my error is only on myself. If you make yourselves great against me, using my punishment as an argument against me, Be certain that it is God who has done me wrong, and has taken me in his net. Truly, I make an outcry against the violent man, but there is no answer: I give a cry for help, but no one takes up my cause. My way is walled up by him so that I may not go by: he has made my roads dark. He has put off my glory from me, and taken the crown from my head. I am broken down by him on every side, and I am gone; my hope is uprooted like a tree. His wrath is burning against me, and I am to him as one of his haters. His armies come on together, they make their road high against me, and put up their tents round mine. He has taken my brothers far away from me; they have seen my fate and have become strange to me. My relations and my near friends have given me up, and those living in my house have put me out of their minds. I am strange to my women-servants, and seem to them as one from another country. At my cry my servant gives me no answer, and I have to make a prayer to him. My breath is strange to my wife, and I am disgusting to the offspring of my mother's body. Even young children have no respect for me; when I get up their backs are turned on me. All the men of my circle keep away from me; and those dear to me are turned against me. My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth. Have pity on me, have pity on me, O my friends! for the hand of God is on me. Why are you cruel to me, like God, for ever saying evil against me? If only my words might be recorded! if they might be put in writing in a book! And with an iron pen and lead be cut into the rock for ever! But I am certain that he who will take up my cause is living, and that in time to come he will take his place on the dust; And ... without my flesh I will see God; Whom I will see on my side, and not as one strange to me. My heart is broken with desire.