Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



Dead flies cause a perfumer's perfume To send forth a stink; The precious by reason of wisdom -- By reason of honour -- a little folly!


As a dog hath returned to its vomit, A fool is repeating his folly.

This their way is folly for them, And their posterity with their sayings are pleased. Selah.

The heart of the intelligent seeketh knowledge, And the mouth of fools enjoyeth folly.


And I saw that there is an advantage to wisdom above folly, like the advantage of the light above the darkness.



Those trusting on their wealth, And in the multitude of their riches, Do shew themselves foolish. A brother doth no one at all ransom, He doth not give to God his atonement. And precious is the redemption of their soul, And it hath ceased -- to the age. read more.
And still he liveth for ever, He seeth not the pit. For he seeth wise men die, Together the foolish and brutish perish, And have left to others their wealth. Their heart is: Their houses are to the age, Their tabernacles to all generations. They proclaimed their names over the lands. And man in honour doth not remain, He hath been like the beasts, they have been cut off. This their way is folly for them, And their posterity with their sayings are pleased. Selah.

The crown of the wise is their wealth, The folly of fools is folly.












'And I say to you, that every idle word that men may speak, they shall give for it a reckoning in a day of judgment; for from thy words thou shalt be declared righteous, and from thy words thou shalt be declared unrighteous.'

The lips of a fool enter into strife, And his mouth for stripes calleth. The mouth of a fool is ruin to him, And his lips are the snare of his soul.


For, in the abundance of dreams both vanities and words abound; but fear thou God.

A thorn hath gone up into the hand of a drunkard, And a parable in the mouth of fools.




The heart of the intelligent seeketh knowledge, And the mouth of fools enjoyeth folly.





The lips of the wise scatter knowledge, And the heart of fools is not right.


Weak have been the two legs of the lame, And a parable in the mouth of fools.


O that ye would keep perfectly silent, And it would be to you for wisdom.

Is there an end to words of wind? Or what doth embolden thee that thou answerest? I also, like you, might speak, If your soul were in my soul's stead. I might join against you with words, And nod at you with my head.

Who is this -- darkening counsel, By words without knowledge?

Answer not a fool according to his folly, Lest thou be like to him -- even thou.

Accuse not a servant unto his lord, Lest he disesteem thee, and thou be found guilty.

The beginning of the words of his mouth is folly, And the latter end of his mouth Is mischievous madness. And the fool multiplieth words: 'Man knoweth not that which is, And that which is after him, who doth declare to him?'