Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;



Or has not the potter the right to make out of one part of his earth a vessel for honour, and out of another a vessel for shame?

How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;


Cursed is he who has an argument with his Maker, the pot which has an argument with the Potter! Will the wet earth say to him who is working with it, What are you doing, that your work has nothing by which it may be gripped?

O Israel, am I not able to do with you as this potter does? says the Lord. See, like earth in the potter's hand are you in my hands, O Israel.


A word was given to me secretly, and the low sound of it came to my ears. In troubled thoughts from visions of the night, when deep sleep comes on men, Fear came on me and shaking, and my bones were full of trouble; read more.
And a breath was moving over my face; the hair of my flesh became stiff: Something was present before me, but I was not able to see it clearly; there was a form before my eyes: a quiet voice came to my ears, saying: May a man be upright before God? or a man be clean before his Maker? Truly, he puts no faith in his servants, and he sees error in his angels; How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect; Between morning and evening they are completely broken; they come to an end for ever, and no one takes note. If their tent-cord is pulled up, do they not come to an end, and without wisdom?



So the Lord God sent him out of the garden of Eden to be a worker on the earth from which he was taken.


How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;

See, I am the same as you are in the eyes of God; I was cut off from the same bit of wet earth.



How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;

His house has no more strength than a spider's thread, or a watchman's tent.

See, the Lord God is my helper; who will give a decision against me? truly, all of them will become old like a robe; they will be food for the worm.

Though a man comes to nothing like a bit of dead wood, or like a robe which has become food for the worm.


And so to Ephraim I am like a wasting insect, and a destruction to the children of Judah.


How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;

His house has no more strength than a spider's thread, or a watchman's tent.

See, the Lord God is my helper; who will give a decision against me? truly, all of them will become old like a robe; they will be food for the worm.


How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;

What is man, that you have made him great, and that your attention is fixed on him,


When I see your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have put in their places; What is man, that you keep him in mind? the son of man, that you take him into account?



Truly, he puts no faith in his servants, and he sees error in his angels; How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;

Is it possible for a man to be of profit to God? No, for a man's wisdom is only of profit to himself. Is it of any interest to the Ruler of all that you are upright? or is it of use to him that your ways are without sin? Is it because you give him honour that he is sending punishment on you and is judging you? read more.
Is not your evil-doing great? and there is no end to your sins.

How then is it possible for man to be upright before God? or how may he be clean who is a son of woman? See, even the moon is not bright, and the stars are not clean in his eyes: How much less man who is an insect, and the son of man who is a worm!

Does it seem to you to be right, and righteousness before God, to say, What profit is it to me, and how am I better off than if I had done wrong? I will make answer to you and to your friends: read more.
Let your eyes be turned to the heavens, and lifted up to see the skies; they are higher than you. If you have done wrong, is he any the worse for it? and if your sins are great in number, what is it to him? If you are upright, what do you give to him? or what does he take from your hand? Your evil-doing may have an effect on a man like yourself, or your righteousness on a son of man.

Have you, from your earliest days, given orders to the morning, or made the dawn conscious of its place; So that it might take a grip of the skirts of the earth, shaking all the evil-doers out of it?



For you have made him only a little lower than the gods, crowning him with glory and honour.

You made him a little lower than the angels; you gave him a crown of glory and honour, and made him ruler over all the works of your hands: You put all things under his feet. For in making man the ruler over all things, God did not put anything outside his authority; though we do not see everything under him now.

Truly, he puts no faith in his servants, and he sees error in his angels; How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect; Between morning and evening they are completely broken; they come to an end for ever, and no one takes note. read more.
If their tent-cord is pulled up, do they not come to an end, and without wisdom?


How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;

What is man, that you have made him great, and that your attention is fixed on him,


How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;

What is man, that you have made him great, and that your attention is fixed on him,


By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah.)

How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;

His house has no more strength than a spider's thread, or a watchman's tent.


How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;