Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



Whoso is saying to the wicked, 'Thou art righteous,' Peoples execrate him -- nations abhor him.


Whoso is saying to the wicked, 'Thou art righteous,' Peoples execrate him -- nations abhor him.

And thou, O spoiled one, what dost thou? For thou puttest on scarlet, For thou adornest thyself with ornaments of gold. For thou rendest with pain thine eyes, In vain thou dost make thyself fair, Kicked against thee have doting ones, Thy life they do seek.

Whoso is short of temper doth folly, And a man of wicked devices is hated.

There is no weakening of thy destruction, Grievous is thy smiting, All hearing thy fame have clapped the hand at thee, For over whom did not thy wickedness pass continually?

According to his wisdom is a man praised, And the perverted of heart becometh despised.


It clappeth at him its hands, And it hisseth at him from his place.

And the righteous see, And fear, and laugh at him.

And they have gone forth, And looked on the carcases of the men Who are transgressing against me, For their worm dieth not, And their fire is not quenched, And they have been an abhorrence to all flesh!


Woe to those saying to evil 'good,' And to good 'evil,' Putting darkness for light, and light for darkness, Putting bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter.

Whoso is saying to the wicked, 'Thou art righteous,' Peoples execrate him -- nations abhor him. And to those reproving it is pleasant, And on them cometh a good blessing.

Ye have wearied Jehovah with your words, And ye have said: 'In what have we wearied Him?' In your saying: 'Every evil-doer is good in the eyes of Jehovah, And in them He is delighting,' Or, 'Where is the God of judgment?'


Whoso is saying to the wicked, 'Thou art righteous,' Peoples execrate him -- nations abhor him.


Woe to the mighty to drink wine, And men of strength to mingle strong drink. Declaring righteous the wicked for a bribe, And the righteousness of the righteous They turn aside from him.


Whoso is saying to the wicked, 'Thou art righteous,' Peoples execrate him -- nations abhor him.



Those forsaking the law praise the wicked, Those keeping the law plead against them.

Woe to those saying to evil 'good,' And to good 'evil,' Putting darkness for light, and light for darkness, Putting bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter.

Ye have wearied Jehovah with your words, And ye have said: 'In what have we wearied Him?' In your saying: 'Every evil-doer is good in the eyes of Jehovah, And in them He is delighting,' Or, 'Where is the God of judgment?'

Because of paining the heart of the righteous with falsehood, And I have not pained it, And strengthening the hands of the wicked, So as not to turn back from his evil way, To keep him alive,


Whoso is saying to the wicked, 'Thou art righteous,' Peoples execrate him -- nations abhor him. And to those reproving it is pleasant, And on them cometh a good blessing.

The instructor of a scorner Is receiving for it -- shame, And a reprover of the wicked -- his blemish.


Whoso is saying to the wicked, 'Thou art righteous,' Peoples execrate him -- nations abhor him.



Those forsaking the law praise the wicked, Those keeping the law plead against them.

Woe to those saying to evil 'good,' And to good 'evil,' Putting darkness for light, and light for darkness, Putting bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter.

Ye have wearied Jehovah with your words, And ye have said: 'In what have we wearied Him?' In your saying: 'Every evil-doer is good in the eyes of Jehovah, And in them He is delighting,' Or, 'Where is the God of judgment?'

Because of paining the heart of the righteous with falsehood, And I have not pained it, And strengthening the hands of the wicked, So as not to turn back from his evil way, To keep him alive,


Whoso is saying to the wicked, 'Thou art righteous,' Peoples execrate him -- nations abhor him.

And thou, O spoiled one, what dost thou? For thou puttest on scarlet, For thou adornest thyself with ornaments of gold. For thou rendest with pain thine eyes, In vain thou dost make thyself fair, Kicked against thee have doting ones, Thy life they do seek.

Whoso is short of temper doth folly, And a man of wicked devices is hated.

There is no weakening of thy destruction, Grievous is thy smiting, All hearing thy fame have clapped the hand at thee, For over whom did not thy wickedness pass continually?

According to his wisdom is a man praised, And the perverted of heart becometh despised.


It clappeth at him its hands, And it hisseth at him from his place.

And the righteous see, And fear, and laugh at him.

And they have gone forth, And looked on the carcases of the men Who are transgressing against me, For their worm dieth not, And their fire is not quenched, And they have been an abhorrence to all flesh!