Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible




And thy poverty hath come as a traveller, And thy want as an armed man!



And thy poverty hath come as a traveller, And thy want as an armed man!


And I have turned, and I see all the oppressions that are done under the sun, and lo, the tear of the oppressed, and they have no comforter; and at the hand of their oppressors is power, and they have no comforter.

Near the field of a slothful man I passed by, And near the vineyard of a man lacking heart. And lo, it hath gone up -- all of it -- thorns! Covered its face have nettles, And its stone wall hath been broken down. And I see -- I -- I do set my heart, I have seen -- I have received instruction, read more.
A little sleep -- a little slumber -- A little folding of the hands to lie down. And thy poverty hath come as a traveller, And thy want as an armed man!

And I have given my heart to seek and to search out by wisdom concerning all that hath been done under the heavens. It is a sad travail God hath given to the sons of man to be humbled by it. I have seen all the works that have been done under the sun, and lo, the whole is vanity and vexation of spirit! A crooked thing one is not able to make straight, and a lacking thing is not able to be numbered. read more.
I -- I spake with my heart, saying, 'I, lo, I have magnified and added wisdom above every one who hath been before me at Jerusalem, and my heart hath seen abundantly wisdom and knowledge. And I give my heart to know wisdom, and to know madness and folly: I have known that even this is vexation of spirit; for, in abundance of wisdom is abundance of sadness, and he who addeth knowledge addeth pain.'

'Because of this I say to you, be not anxious for your life, what ye may eat, and what ye may drink, nor for your body, what ye may put on. Is not the life more than the nourishment, and the body than the clothing? look to the fowls of the heaven, for they do not sow, nor reap, nor gather into storehouses, and your heavenly Father doth nourish them; are not ye much better than they? 'And who of you, being anxious, is able to add to his age one cubit? read more.
and about clothing why are ye anxious? consider well the lilies of the field; how do they grow? they do not labour, nor do they spin; and I say to you, that not even Solomon in all his glory was arrayed as one of these. And if the herb of the field, that to-day is, and to-morrow is cast to the furnace, God doth so clothe -- not much more you, O ye of little faith?


Near the field of a slothful man I passed by, And near the vineyard of a man lacking heart. And lo, it hath gone up -- all of it -- thorns! Covered its face have nettles, And its stone wall hath been broken down. And I see -- I -- I do set my heart, I have seen -- I have received instruction, read more.
A little sleep -- a little slumber -- A little folding of the hands to lie down. And thy poverty hath come as a traveller, And thy want as an armed man!






The slothful hath said, 'A lion is without, In the midst of the broad places I am slain.'

The way of the slothful is as a hedge of briers, And the path of the upright is raised up.


Near the field of a slothful man I passed by, And near the vineyard of a man lacking heart. And lo, it hath gone up -- all of it -- thorns! Covered its face have nettles, And its stone wall hath been broken down. And I see -- I -- I do set my heart, I have seen -- I have received instruction, read more.
A little sleep -- a little slumber -- A little folding of the hands to lie down. And thy poverty hath come as a traveller, And thy want as an armed man!

Poor is he who is working -- a slothful hand, And the hand of the diligent maketh rich. Whoso is gathering in summer is a wise son, Whoso is sleeping in harvest is a son causing shame.

The desire of the slothful slayeth him, For his hands have refused to work. All the day desiring he hath desired, And the righteous giveth and withholdeth not.

The slothful hath said, 'A lion is in the way, A lion is in the broad places.' The door turneth round on its hinge, And the slothful on his bed. The slothful hath hid his hand in a dish, He is weary of bringing it back to his mouth. read more.
Wiser is the slothful in his own eyes, Than seven men returning a reason.


Whoso is tilling his ground is satisfied with bread, And whoso is pursuing vanity, Is filled with poverty.






Be not thou among quaffers of wine, Among gluttonous ones of flesh, For the quaffer and glutton become poor, And drowsiness clotheth with rags.

Near the field of a slothful man I passed by, And near the vineyard of a man lacking heart. And lo, it hath gone up -- all of it -- thorns! Covered its face have nettles, And its stone wall hath been broken down. And I see -- I -- I do set my heart, I have seen -- I have received instruction, read more.
A little sleep -- a little slumber -- A little folding of the hands to lie down. And thy poverty hath come as a traveller, And thy want as an armed man!



And thy poverty hath come as a traveller, And thy want as an armed man!


Till when, O slothful one, dost thou lie? When dost thou arise from thy sleep? A little sleep, a little slumber, A little clasping of the hands to rest, And thy poverty hath come as a traveller, And thy want as an armed man.

A little sleep -- a little slumber -- A little folding of the hands to lie down. And thy poverty hath come as a traveller, And thy want as an armed man!


A man lacking heart is striking hands, A surety he becometh before his friend.

In the lips of the intelligent is wisdom found, And a rod is for the back of him who is lacking understanding.

Near the field of a slothful man I passed by, And near the vineyard of a man lacking heart. And lo, it hath gone up -- all of it -- thorns! Covered its face have nettles, And its stone wall hath been broken down. And I see -- I -- I do set my heart, I have seen -- I have received instruction, read more.
A little sleep -- a little slumber -- A little folding of the hands to lie down. And thy poverty hath come as a traveller, And thy want as an armed man!

Declare ye this in the house of Jacob, And sound ye it in Judah, saying, Hear ye, I pray you, this, O people, foolish and without heart, Eyes they have, and they see not, Ears they have, and they hear not.