Thematic Bible: Poetry
Thematic Bible
Poetry » Acrostic
A virtuous woman, who can find? for, far beyond corals, is her worth. The heart of her husband, trusteth her, and, gain, he shall not lack: She doeth him good and not evil, all the days of her life: read more.
She seeketh wool and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands: She is like the ships of the merchant, from afar, she bringeth in her food; And she riseth, while yet it is night, and giveth food to her household, and a task to her maidens: She considereth a field, and procureth it, Out of the fruit of her hands, she planteth a vineyard: She girdeth, with strength her loins, and putteth vigour into her arms: She tasteth, whether, good, be her merchandise, and her lamp, goeth not out by night: Her hands, she putteth forth to the distaff, and, her palms, lay hold of the spindle: Her palm, she spreadeth out to the oppressed, and, her hands, she extendeth to the needy: She feareth not, for her household, because of the snow, for, all her household, are clothed with crimson: Coverlets, she maketh for herself, Of white linen and of purple, is her clothing: Known in the gates, is her husband, when he sitteth, with the elders of the land: Fine linen wraps, she maketh and selleth, and, girdles, doth she deliver to the trader: Strength and dignity, are her clothing, and she laugheth at the time to come: Her mouth, she openeth with wisdom, and, the instruction of kindness, is on her tongue: She looketh well to the goings of her household, and, the bread of idleness, will she not eat. Her children rise up, and call her happy! her husband, and he praiseth her: - Many daughters, have done virtuously, but, thou, excellest them all! Deceitful is loveliness and vain is beauty, The woman that revereth Yahweh, she, shall be praised: Give her of the fruit of her own hands, and let her own works, praise her in the gates.
She seeketh wool and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands: She is like the ships of the merchant, from afar, she bringeth in her food; And she riseth, while yet it is night, and giveth food to her household, and a task to her maidens: She considereth a field, and procureth it, Out of the fruit of her hands, she planteth a vineyard: She girdeth, with strength her loins, and putteth vigour into her arms: She tasteth, whether, good, be her merchandise, and her lamp, goeth not out by night: Her hands, she putteth forth to the distaff, and, her palms, lay hold of the spindle: Her palm, she spreadeth out to the oppressed, and, her hands, she extendeth to the needy: She feareth not, for her household, because of the snow, for, all her household, are clothed with crimson: Coverlets, she maketh for herself, Of white linen and of purple, is her clothing: Known in the gates, is her husband, when he sitteth, with the elders of the land: Fine linen wraps, she maketh and selleth, and, girdles, doth she deliver to the trader: Strength and dignity, are her clothing, and she laugheth at the time to come: Her mouth, she openeth with wisdom, and, the instruction of kindness, is on her tongue: She looketh well to the goings of her household, and, the bread of idleness, will she not eat. Her children rise up, and call her happy! her husband, and he praiseth her: - Many daughters, have done virtuously, but, thou, excellest them all! Deceitful is loveliness and vain is beauty, The woman that revereth Yahweh, she, shall be praised: Give her of the fruit of her own hands, and let her own works, praise her in the gates.
Poetry » Elegy » Upon the death of abner
And the king addressed his dirge unto Abner, and said, - As a base man dieth, should Abner have died? Thy hands, were not bound, And, thy feet, near to fetters, were not brought, As one falleth before assassins, so didst thou fall! And again all the people wept over him.
Poetry » Elegy » Upon the death of saul
The beauty of Israel! on thy high plumes - slain! How have fallen - the mighty! Do not tell it in Gath, Do not publish it in the streets of Ashkelon, - lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the Uncircumcised triumph. Ye mountains in Gilboa! Be there neither dew nor rain upon you, nor fields of offerings, - for, there, were cast away, the shields of the mighty, The shield of Saul, unanointed with oil. read more.
From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, the bow of Jonathan ne'er drew back, - and, the sword of Saul, ne'er returned, empty. Saul and Jonathan, delightfully loving in their lives, even, in their death, were not divided, - Beyond eagles, were they swift, beyond lions, were they strong! Ye daughters of Israel! For Saul, weep ye, - who clothed you in crimson, decked with lovely things, who hung ornaments of gold on your apparel! How have fallen the mighty, in the midst of the battle! Jonathan, on thy high places, slain! I am distressed for thee, my brother, Jonathan! Delightful to me, exceedingly, - Wonderful, was thy love to me, passing the love of women. How have fallen the mighty, and perished the weapons of war!
From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, the bow of Jonathan ne'er drew back, - and, the sword of Saul, ne'er returned, empty. Saul and Jonathan, delightfully loving in their lives, even, in their death, were not divided, - Beyond eagles, were they swift, beyond lions, were they strong! Ye daughters of Israel! For Saul, weep ye, - who clothed you in crimson, decked with lovely things, who hung ornaments of gold on your apparel! How have fallen the mighty, in the midst of the battle! Jonathan, on thy high places, slain! I am distressed for thee, my brother, Jonathan! Delightful to me, exceedingly, - Wonderful, was thy love to me, passing the love of women. How have fallen the mighty, and perished the weapons of war!
Poetry » Lyrics, sacred » Hannah's song
Then prayed Hannah, and said, My heart hath leaped for joy in Yahweh, My horn is exalted in Yahweh, My mouth is opened wide, o'er my foes, Because I rejoice in thy salvation. There is none holy like Yahweh, Nay! there, is none, except Thee, Nor, is, there a rock, like our God. Do not multiply words, so loftily - loftily, Nor let arrogance proceed from your mouth, - For, a GOD of knowledge, is Yahweh, And, for himself, are great doings made firm. read more.
The bow of the mighty, is dismayed, - While, the fainting, are girded with strength; The sated, have, for bread, taken hire, But, the famished, have left off their toil, - So that, the barren, hath given birth unto seven, While, she that hath many sons, languisheth: Yahweh, doth kill, and make alive, - Taketh down to hades, and bringeth up: Yahweh, maketh poor, and enricheth, - Layeth low, yea exalteth; Raiseth, from the dust, the poor, From the dunghill, uplifteth the needy, To give them a dwelling with nobles, And, a throne of glory, to make them inherit. For, to Yahweh, belong the pillars of the earth, And he setteth thereon the habitable world. The feet of his loving ones, he doth guard, But, the lawless, in darkness shall be silent, - For, by strength, shall no man prevail. As for Yahweh, - they shall be shattered who contend with him, Over him, in the heavens will he thunder, Yahweh, will judge the ends of the earth, - That he may give strength to his King, And exalt the horn of his Anointed One.
The bow of the mighty, is dismayed, - While, the fainting, are girded with strength; The sated, have, for bread, taken hire, But, the famished, have left off their toil, - So that, the barren, hath given birth unto seven, While, she that hath many sons, languisheth: Yahweh, doth kill, and make alive, - Taketh down to hades, and bringeth up: Yahweh, maketh poor, and enricheth, - Layeth low, yea exalteth; Raiseth, from the dust, the poor, From the dunghill, uplifteth the needy, To give them a dwelling with nobles, And, a throne of glory, to make them inherit. For, to Yahweh, belong the pillars of the earth, And he setteth thereon the habitable world. The feet of his loving ones, he doth guard, But, the lawless, in darkness shall be silent, - For, by strength, shall no man prevail. As for Yahweh, - they shall be shattered who contend with him, Over him, in the heavens will he thunder, Yahweh, will judge the ends of the earth, - That he may give strength to his King, And exalt the horn of his Anointed One.
Poetry » Lyrics, sacred » The song » Of elizabeth
and lifted up her voice with loud exclamation, and said - Blessed, art thou among women, and, blessed, is the fruit of thy womb; And, whence, to me is, this, That the mother of my Lord should come, unto me? For lo! as the sound of thy salutation came into mine ears, the babe in my womb, leapt in exultation. read more.
And, happy, is she who hath believed, that there shall be a perfecting of the things which have been spoken to her from the Lord!
And, happy, is she who hath believed, that there shall be a perfecting of the things which have been spoken to her from the Lord!
Poetry » Lyrics, sacred » Of zacharias
Blessed, be the Lord, the God of Israel! Because he hath visited and wrought redemption for his people, And hath raised up a horn of salvation for us, In the house of David his servant: According as he hath spoken by mouth of his holy ancient prophets, - read more.
Of salvation from among our foes, and out of the hand of all them that hate us: To perform mercy with our fathers, and to be mindful of his holy covenant, - The oath which he sware unto Abraham our father, To grant us, without fear, from the hand of enemies rescued, to be rendering divine service unto him, in lovingkindness and righteousness before him, all our days. And, even thou, child, prophet of the Most High, shalt be called, - for thou shall march on before the Lord, to prepare his ways, Giving a knowledge of salvation unto his people, by a remission of their sins. Because of the yearning compassion of the mercy of our God, wherein shall visit us a day-dawn from on high, - To shine on them who, in the darkness and shade of death, are sitting, to guide our feet into a way of peace.
Of salvation from among our foes, and out of the hand of all them that hate us: To perform mercy with our fathers, and to be mindful of his holy covenant, - The oath which he sware unto Abraham our father, To grant us, without fear, from the hand of enemies rescued, to be rendering divine service unto him, in lovingkindness and righteousness before him, all our days. And, even thou, child, prophet of the Most High, shalt be called, - for thou shall march on before the Lord, to prepare his ways, Giving a knowledge of salvation unto his people, by a remission of their sins. Because of the yearning compassion of the mercy of our God, wherein shall visit us a day-dawn from on high, - To shine on them who, in the darkness and shade of death, are sitting, to guide our feet into a way of peace.
Poetry » Lyrics, sacred » Of mary
And Mary said - My soul doth magnify the Lord, And my spirit hath exulted upon God my saviour; Because he hath looked upon the humbling of his handmaid; for lo! from the present time, all the generations, will pronounce me happy. read more.
Because he that is mighty hath done for me great things, and, holy, is his name; And his mercy is unto generations and generations, to them who revere him; He hath wrought strength with his arm, He hath scattered men arrogant in the intention of their heart; He hath deposed potentates from thrones, and uplifted the lowly; The hungry, hath he filled with good things, and, the wealthy, hath he sent empty away; He hath laid hold of Israel his servant, to be mindful of mercies: According as he spake unto our fathers, - To Abraham, and to his seed, - Unto times age-abiding.
Because he that is mighty hath done for me great things, and, holy, is his name; And his mercy is unto generations and generations, to them who revere him; He hath wrought strength with his arm, He hath scattered men arrogant in the intention of their heart; He hath deposed potentates from thrones, and uplifted the lowly; The hungry, hath he filled with good things, and, the wealthy, hath he sent empty away; He hath laid hold of Israel his servant, to be mindful of mercies: According as he spake unto our fathers, - To Abraham, and to his seed, - Unto times age-abiding.
Poetry » Epic » Moses' song
Then, sang Moses, and the sons of Israel, this song unto Yahweh, and they spake, saying, - I will sing to Yahweh, for he is exalted, exalted, - The horse and his rider, hath he cast into the sea. My might and melody, is Yah, And he became mine, by salvation, - This, is my GOD, and I will glorify him, The God of my father and I will set him on high. Yahweh is a warlike one, - Yahweh, is his name. read more.
The chariots of Pharaoh and his train, hath he cast into the sea, - Yea, the choice of his warriors, were sunk in the Sedgy Sea. Roaring deeps, covered them, - They went down in the raging depths like a stone. Thy right hand, O Yahweh is splendid in power, - Thy right hand, O Yahweh dasheth in pieces a foe; And in the greatness of thine exaltation, dost thou tear down thine opposers, - Thou dost send forth thy wrath, it consumeth them as straw; And with the blast of thy nostrils, heaped up are the waters, Upreared like a mound, are the flowing waves, - Roaring deeps are congealed in the heart of the sea. Said the fee - I will pursue - overtake divide spoil, - Take her fill of them - shall my soul, I will bare my sword, root them out - shall my hand. Thou didst blow with thy wind they were covered by the sea, - They rolled like lead, into the waters so wide. Who is, like unto thee, among the mighty O Yahweh? Who is, like unto thee, Majestic in holiness, - To be revered in praises, Doing a marvellous thing? Thou didst stretch forth thy right hand, earth swallowed them up. Thou hast led forth in thy lovingkindness, the people which thou hast redeemed, - Thou hast guided them in thy might into the home of thy holiness. Peoples have heard they tremble, - A pang, hath seized the dwellers of Philistia: Then, were amazed the chiefs of Edom, The mighty ones of Moab, there seizeth them, a trembling, - Melted away, have all the dwellers of Canaan: There falleth upon them a terror and dread, With the greatness of thine arm, are they struck dumb as a stone, - Till thy people pass over O Yahweh, Till the people pass over, which thou hast made thine own: - Thou bringest them in and plantest them, In the mountain of thine inheritance, Thy dwelling-place to abide in which thou hast made, O Yahweh, - A hallowed place O My Lord which thy hands have established. Yahweh, shall reign unto times age-abiding and beyond. For the horses of Pharaoh, with his chariots and his horsemen, entered into the sea, Then did Yahweh bring back upon them the waters of the sea, - But the sons of Israel, had gone their way on the dry ground through the midst of the sea.
The chariots of Pharaoh and his train, hath he cast into the sea, - Yea, the choice of his warriors, were sunk in the Sedgy Sea. Roaring deeps, covered them, - They went down in the raging depths like a stone. Thy right hand, O Yahweh is splendid in power, - Thy right hand, O Yahweh dasheth in pieces a foe; And in the greatness of thine exaltation, dost thou tear down thine opposers, - Thou dost send forth thy wrath, it consumeth them as straw; And with the blast of thy nostrils, heaped up are the waters, Upreared like a mound, are the flowing waves, - Roaring deeps are congealed in the heart of the sea. Said the fee - I will pursue - overtake divide spoil, - Take her fill of them - shall my soul, I will bare my sword, root them out - shall my hand. Thou didst blow with thy wind they were covered by the sea, - They rolled like lead, into the waters so wide. Who is, like unto thee, among the mighty O Yahweh? Who is, like unto thee, Majestic in holiness, - To be revered in praises, Doing a marvellous thing? Thou didst stretch forth thy right hand, earth swallowed them up. Thou hast led forth in thy lovingkindness, the people which thou hast redeemed, - Thou hast guided them in thy might into the home of thy holiness. Peoples have heard they tremble, - A pang, hath seized the dwellers of Philistia: Then, were amazed the chiefs of Edom, The mighty ones of Moab, there seizeth them, a trembling, - Melted away, have all the dwellers of Canaan: There falleth upon them a terror and dread, With the greatness of thine arm, are they struck dumb as a stone, - Till thy people pass over O Yahweh, Till the people pass over, which thou hast made thine own: - Thou bringest them in and plantest them, In the mountain of thine inheritance, Thy dwelling-place to abide in which thou hast made, O Yahweh, - A hallowed place O My Lord which thy hands have established. Yahweh, shall reign unto times age-abiding and beyond. For the horses of Pharaoh, with his chariots and his horsemen, entered into the sea, Then did Yahweh bring back upon them the waters of the sea, - But the sons of Israel, had gone their way on the dry ground through the midst of the sea.
Poetry » Epic » Miriam's song
And Miriam responded to the men, Sing to Yahweh for he is exalted - exalted, The horse and his rider, hath he cast into the sea.
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