Lamentations 3:1 Themes and Topics

A whip for the horse, a bridle a for the ass, and a rod for the back of dullards. Verse Concepts

Foolishness, is bound up in the heart of a youth, the rod of correction, shall drive it far from him. Verse Concepts

A rod with rebuke, giveth wisdom, but, a youth unrestrained, bringeth shame to his mother. Verse Concepts

In the lips of the intelligent, is found wisdom, but, a rod, is for the back of him that lacketh sense. Verse Concepts

He that withholdeth his rod, hateth his son, - but, he that loveth him, carefully correcteth him. Verse Concepts

Then will I punish, with a rod, their transgression; And, with stripes, their iniquity: Verse Concepts

Thou, with the rod, shalt smite him, and, his soul from hades, shalt thou deliver. Verse Concepts

I, am the man, that hath seen affliction, by the rod of his indignation; Verse Concepts

Then Joshua rent his clothes and fell upon his face to the earth before the ark of Yahweh until the evening, he and the elders of Israel, - and they lifted up dust upon their heads. Verse Concepts

Gird yourselves and beat the breast - ye priests, howl, ye attendants of the altar, go in and wrap yourselves for the night in sackcloth, ye attendants on my God, - for, withholden from the house of your God, are the meal-offering and the drink- offering. Verse Concepts

Then the rulers of Israel and the king humbled themselves, - and said, Righteous, is Yahweh!

I, am the man, that hath seen affliction, by the rod of his indignation; Me, hath he driven out and brought into darkness, and not light; Surely, against me, doth he again and again, turn his hand all the day. read more.
He hath worn out my flesh and my skin, hath broken my bones; He hath built up against me, and carried round me, fortifications and a trench; In dark places, hath he made me sit, like the dead of age-past times. He hath walled up around me, that I cannot get out, hath weighted my fetter; Yea, when I make outcry and implore, he hath shut out my prayer; He hath walled in my ways with hewn stone, my paths, hath he caused to wind back. A bear lying in wait, he is to me, a lion, in secret places; My ways, hath he turned aside, and hath torn me in pieces, hath made me desolate; He hath trodden his bow, and set me up, as a mark for the arrow. He hath caused to enter my reins, the sons of his quiver; I have become a derision to all my people, their song all the day; He hath sated me with bitter things, hath drenched me with wormwood. And he hath crushed, with gravel-stones, my teeth, hath made me cower in ashes; And thou hast thrust away from welfare, my soul, I have forgotten prosperity; And I said, Vanished is mine endurance, even mine expectation, from Yahweh. Remember my humiliation and my fleeings, the wormwood and poison; Thou wilt, indeed remember, that, bowed down concerning myself, is my soul;

And the people of Nineveh believed in God, - and proclaimed a fast, and clothed themselves in sackcloth, from the greatest of them, even unto the least of them. And the word reached unto the king of Nineveh, so he arose from his throne, and laid aside his robe from off him, - and covered him with sackcloth, and sat on ashes.