Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.


But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.


But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock. Yea, whereto should the strength of their hands profit me, men in whom vigour hath perished? Withered up through want and hunger, they flee into waste places long since desolate and desert: read more.
They gather the salt-wort among the bushes, and the roots of the broom for their food. They are driven forth from among men they cry after them as after a thief -- To dwell in gloomy gorges, in caves of the earth and the rocks: They bray among the bushes; under the brambles they are gathered together: Sons of fools, and sons of nameless sires, they are driven out of the land. And now I am their song, yea, I am their byword. They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, yea, they spare not to spit in my face.


But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.

Why doth thy heart carry thee away? and why do thine eyes wink?


And he went up from thence to Bethel, and as he went up by the way, there came forth little boys out of the city, and mocked him, and said to him, Go up, bald head; go up, bald head!

But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.

Princes were hanged up by their hand; the faces of elders were not honoured.


But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock. Yea, whereto should the strength of their hands profit me, men in whom vigour hath perished? Withered up through want and hunger, they flee into waste places long since desolate and desert: read more.
They gather the salt-wort among the bushes, and the roots of the broom for their food. They are driven forth from among men they cry after them as after a thief -- To dwell in gloomy gorges, in caves of the earth and the rocks: They bray among the bushes; under the brambles they are gathered together: Sons of fools, and sons of nameless sires, they are driven out of the land. And now I am their song, yea, I am their byword. They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, yea, they spare not to spit in my face.

For ye indeed are forgers of lies, ye are all physicians of no value. Oh that ye would be altogether silent! and it would be your wisdom. Hear now my defence, and hearken to the pleadings of my lips. read more.
Will ye speak unrighteously for God? and for him speak deceit? Will ye accept his person? will ye contend for God? Will it be well if he should search you out? or as one mocketh at a man, will ye mock at him? He will certainly reprove you, if ye do secretly accept persons. Shall not his excellency terrify you? and his dread fall upon you? Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, your bulwarks are bulwarks of mire. Hold your peace from me, and I will speak, and let come on me what will!

And Job answered and said, I have heard many such things: grievous comforters are ye all. Shall words of wind have an end? or what provoketh thee that thou answerest? read more.
I also could speak as ye: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join together words against you, and shake my head at you;

Are there not mockers around me? and doth not mine eye abide in their provocation?

And Job answered and said, How long will ye vex my soul, and crush me with words? These ten times have ye reproached me; ye are not ashamed to stupefy me. read more.
And be it that I have erred, mine error remaineth with myself. If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and prove against me my reproach,


But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.

And now I am their song, yea, I am their byword.


But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.

And now I am their song, yea, I am their byword.


But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.


But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.


And he went up from thence to Bethel, and as he went up by the way, there came forth little boys out of the city, and mocked him, and said to him, Go up, bald head; go up, bald head!

But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.

Princes were hanged up by their hand; the faces of elders were not honoured.