Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



Thy lot thou dost cast among us, One purse is -- to all of us.' My son! go not in the way with them, Withhold thy foot from their path, For their feet to evil do run, And they haste to shed blood. read more.
Surely in vain is the net spread out before the eyes of any bird. And they for their own blood lay wait, They watch secretly for their own lives. So are the paths of every gainer of dishonest gain, The life of its owners it taketh. Wisdom in an out-place crieth aloud, In broad places she giveth forth her voice, At the head of the multitudes she calleth, In the openings of the gates, In the city her sayings she saith: 'Till when, ye simple, do ye love simplicity? And have scorners their scorning desired? And do fools hate knowledge? Turn back at my reproof, lo, I pour forth to you my spirit, I make known my words with you. Because I have called, and ye refuse, I stretched out my hand, and none is attending, And ye slight all my counsel, And my reproof ye have not desired. I also in your calamity do laugh, I deride when your fear cometh, When your fear cometh as destruction, And your calamity as a hurricane doth come, When on you come adversity and distress. Then they call me, and I do not answer, They seek me earnestly, and find me not. Because that they have hated knowledge, And the fear of Jehovah have not chosen. They have not consented to my counsel, They have despised all my reproof, And they eat of the fruit of their way, And from their own counsels they are filled. For the turning of the simple slayeth them, And the security of the foolish destroyeth them.

Hear, O earth, lo, I am bringing evil on this people, The fruit of their devices, For to My words they gave no attention, And My law -- they kick against it.

'Silver rejected,' they have called to them, For Jehovah hath kicked against them!


And they for their own blood lay wait, They watch secretly for their own lives. So are the paths of every gainer of dishonest gain, The life of its owners it taketh.





And the dogs are strong of desire, They have not known sufficiency, And they are shepherds! They have not known understanding, All of them to their own way they did turn, Each to his dishonest gain from his quarter:


All the day desiring he hath desired, And the righteous giveth and withholdeth not.

Every precious substance we find, We fill our houses with spoil,

So are the paths of every gainer of dishonest gain, The life of its owners it taketh.


your gold and silver have rotted, and the rust of them for a testimony shall be to you, and shall eat your flesh as fire. Ye made treasure in the last days!




So are the paths of every gainer of dishonest gain, The life of its owners it taketh.

Woe to him who is gaining evil gain for his house, To set on high his nest, To be delivered from the hand of evil, Thou hast counselled a shameful thing to thy house, To cut off many peoples, and sinful is thy soul.


And a certain one said to him, out of the multitude, 'Teacher, say to my brother to divide with me the inheritance.' And he said to him, 'Man, who set me a judge or a divider over you?' And he said unto them, 'Observe, and beware of the covetousness, because not in the abundance of one's goods is his life.' read more.
And he spake a simile unto them, saying, 'Of a certain rich man the field brought forth well; and he was reasoning within himself, saying, What shall I do, because I have not where I shall gather together my fruits? and he said, This I will do, I will take down my storehouses, and greater ones I will build, and I will gather together there all my products and my good things, and I will say to my soul, Soul, thou hast many good things laid up for many years, be resting, eat, drink, be merry. And God said to him, Unthinking one! this night thy soul they shall require from thee, and what things thou didst prepare -- to whom shall they be? so is he who is treasuring up to himself, and is not rich toward God.'

Every beast of the field, Come to devour, every beast in the forest. Blind are his watchmen -- all of them, They have not known, All of them are dumb dogs, they are not able to bark, Dozing, lying down, loving to slumber. And the dogs are strong of desire, They have not known sufficiency, And they are shepherds! They have not known understanding, All of them to their own way they did turn, Each to his dishonest gain from his quarter: read more.
Come ye, I take wine, And we drink, quaff strong drink, And as this day hath been to-morrow, Great -- exceeding abundant!'



Woe to those joining house to house, Field to field they bring near, till there is no place, And ye have been settled by yourselves In the midst of the land! By the weapons of Jehovah of Hosts Do not many houses a desolation become? Great and good without inhabitant! For ten acres of vineyard do yield one bath, And an homer of seed yieldeth an ephah.

My son, if sinners entice thee be not willing. If they say, 'Come with us, we lay wait for blood, We watch secretly for the innocent without cause, We swallow them as Sheol -- alive, And whole -- as those going down to the pit, read more.
Every precious substance we find, We fill our houses with spoil, Thy lot thou dost cast among us, One purse is -- to all of us.' My son! go not in the way with them, Withhold thy foot from their path, For their feet to evil do run, And they haste to shed blood. Surely in vain is the net spread out before the eyes of any bird. And they for their own blood lay wait, They watch secretly for their own lives. So are the paths of every gainer of dishonest gain, The life of its owners it taketh.


My son, if sinners entice thee be not willing. If they say, 'Come with us, we lay wait for blood, We watch secretly for the innocent without cause, We swallow them as Sheol -- alive, And whole -- as those going down to the pit, read more.
Every precious substance we find, We fill our houses with spoil, Thy lot thou dost cast among us, One purse is -- to all of us.' My son! go not in the way with them, Withhold thy foot from their path, For their feet to evil do run, And they haste to shed blood. Surely in vain is the net spread out before the eyes of any bird. And they for their own blood lay wait, They watch secretly for their own lives. So are the paths of every gainer of dishonest gain, The life of its owners it taketh.

Do not these -- all of them -- against him a simile taken up, And a moral of acute sayings for him, And say, Woe to him who is multiplying what is not his? Till when also is he multiplying to himself heavy pledges? Do not thy usurers instantly rise up, And those shaking thee awake up, And thou hast been for a spoil to them? Because thou hast spoiled many nations, Spoil thee do all the remnant of the peoples, Because of man's blood, and of violence to the land, To the city, and to all dwelling in it. read more.
Woe to him who is gaining evil gain for his house, To set on high his nest, To be delivered from the hand of evil, Thou hast counselled a shameful thing to thy house, To cut off many peoples, and sinful is thy soul. For a stone from the wall doth cry out, And a holdfast from the wood answereth it. Woe to him who is building a city by blood, And establishing a city by iniquity. Lo, is it not from Jehovah of Hosts And peoples are fatigued for fire, And nations for vanity are weary? For full is the earth of the knowledge of the honour of Jehovah, As waters cover the bottom of a sea. Woe to him who is giving drink to his neighbour, Pouring out thy bottle, and also making drunk, In order to look on their nakedness. Thou hast been filled -- shame without honour, Drink thou also, and be uncircumcised, Turn round unto thee doth the cup of the right hand of Jehovah, And shameful spewing is on thine honour. For violence to Lebanon doth cover thee, And spoil of beasts doth affright them, Because of man's blood, and of violence to the land, To the city, and to all dwelling in it.

Cursed is he who is smiting his neighbour in secret, -- and all the people have said, Amen. Cursed is he who is taking a bribe to smite a person, innocent blood, -- and all the people have said, Amen.

'And there is a word of Jehovah unto me, saying: What -- to you, ye -- using this simile Concerning the ground of Israel, saying: Fathers do eat unripe fruit, And the sons' teeth are blunted? I live -- an affirmation of the Lord Jehovah, Ye have no more the use of this simile in Israel. read more.
Lo, all the souls are Mine, As the soul of the father, So also the soul of the son -- they are Mine, The soul that is sinning -- it doth die. And a man, when he is righteous, And hath done judgment and righteousness, On the mountains he hath not eaten, And his eyes he hath not lifted up Unto idols of the house of Israel, And the wife of his neighbour defiled not, And to a separated woman cometh not near, A man -- he doth not oppress, His pledge to the debtor he doth return, Plunder he doth not take away, His bread to the hungry he doth give, And the naked doth cover with a garment, In usury he doth not give, and increase taketh not, From perversity he turneth back his hand, True judgment he doth between man and man. In My statutes he doth walk, And My judgments he hath kept -- to deal truly, Righteous is he, he surely liveth, An affirmation of the Lord Jehovah. And -- he hath begotten a son, A burglar -- a shedder of blood, And he hath made a brother of one of these, And he all those hath not done, For even on the mountains he hath eaten, And the wife of his neighbour he hath defiled, The afflicted and needy he hath oppressed, Plunder he hath taken violently away, A pledge he doth not return, And unto the idols he hath lifted up his eyes, Abomination he hath done! In usury he hath given, and increase taken, And he liveth: he doth not live, All these abominations he hath done, He doth surely die, his blood is on him.


Whoso is robbing his father, or his mother, And is saying, 'It is not transgression,' A companion he is to a destroyer.

My son, if sinners entice thee be not willing. If they say, 'Come with us, we lay wait for blood, We watch secretly for the innocent without cause, We swallow them as Sheol -- alive, And whole -- as those going down to the pit, read more.
Every precious substance we find, We fill our houses with spoil, Thy lot thou dost cast among us, One purse is -- to all of us.' My son! go not in the way with them, Withhold thy foot from their path, For their feet to evil do run, And they haste to shed blood. Surely in vain is the net spread out before the eyes of any bird. And they for their own blood lay wait, They watch secretly for their own lives. So are the paths of every gainer of dishonest gain, The life of its owners it taketh.

'And he who stealeth a man, and hath sold him, and he hath been found in his hand, is certainly put to death.