Thematic Bible
Thematic Bible
Happiness/joy » The joy of the hypocrite
And Zophar the Naamathite answereth and saith: -- Therefore my thoughts cause me to answer, And because of my sensations in me. The chastisement of my shame I hear, And the spirit of mine understanding Doth cause me to answer: read more.
This hast thou known from antiquity? Since the placing of man on earth? That the singing of the wicked is short, And the joy of the profane for a moment,
This hast thou known from antiquity? Since the placing of man on earth? That the singing of the wicked is short, And the joy of the profane for a moment,
Man » Created » Upon the earth
For, ask, I pray thee, at the former days which have been before thee, from the day that God prepared man on the earth, and from the one end of the heavens even unto the other end of the heavens, whether there hath been as this great thing -- or hath been heard like it?
Verse Concepts
This hast thou known from antiquity? Since the placing of man on earth?
Verse Concepts
Oppression » Those that oppress the poor
He is oppressing the poor to multiply to him, He is giving to the rich -- only to want.
Verse Concepts
An oppressor of the poor reproacheth his Maker, And whoso is honouring Him Is favouring the needy.
Verse Concepts
And Zophar the Naamathite answereth and saith: -- Therefore my thoughts cause me to answer, And because of my sensations in me. The chastisement of my shame I hear, And the spirit of mine understanding Doth cause me to answer: read more.
This hast thou known from antiquity? Since the placing of man on earth? 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?' 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.
This hast thou known from antiquity? Since the placing of man on earth? 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?' 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.
A man -- poor and oppressing the weak, Is a sweeping rain, and there is no bread.
Verse Concepts
Victory/overcoming » The triumphing of the wicked
And Zophar the Naamathite answereth and saith: -- Therefore my thoughts cause me to answer, And because of my sensations in me. The chastisement of my shame I hear, And the spirit of mine understanding Doth cause me to answer: read more.
This hast thou known from antiquity? Since the placing of man on earth? That the singing of the wicked is short, And the joy of the profane for a moment,
This hast thou known from antiquity? Since the placing of man on earth? That the singing of the wicked is short, And the joy of the profane for a moment,