Thematic Bible
Thematic Bible
Harlot (prostitute) » Machinations of
And I have charged on her the days of the Baalim, To whom she maketh perfume, And putteth on her ring and her ornament, And goeth after her lovers, And Me forgat -- an affirmation of Jehovah.
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And, lo, a woman to meet him -- (A harlot's dress, and watchful of heart,
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And she hath sat at the opening of her house, On a throne -- the high places of the city, To call to those passing by the way, Who are going straight on their paths. Who is simple? let him turn aside hither.' And whoso lacketh heart -- she said to him, read more.
'Stolen waters are sweet, And hidden bread is pleasant.'
'Stolen waters are sweet, And hidden bread is pleasant.'
And it hath come to pass, in that day, That forgotten is Tyre seventy years, According to the days of one king. At the end of seventy years there is to Tyre as the song of the harlot. Take a harp, go round the city, O forgotten harlot, play well, Multiply song that thou mayest be remembered.
Harlot (prostitute) » Shamelessness of
To deliver thee from the strange woman, From the stranger who hath made smooth her sayings,
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Noisy she is, and stubborn, In her house her feet rest not. Now in an out-place, now in broad places, And near every corner she lieth in wait) -- And she laid hold on him, and kissed him, She hath hardened her face, and saith to him, read more.
Sacrifices of peace-offerings are by me, To-day I have completed my vows. Therefore I have come forth to meet thee, To seek earnestly thy face, and I find thee. With ornamental coverings I decked my couch, Carved works -- cotton of Egypt. I sprinkled my bed -- myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. Come, we are filled with loves till the morning, We delight ourselves in loves. For the man is not in his house, He hath gone on a long journey. A bag of money he hath taken in his hand, At the day of the new moon he cometh to his house.' She turneth him aside with the abundance of her speech, With the flattery of her lips she forceth him. He is going after her straightway, As an ox unto the slaughter he cometh, And as a fetter unto the chastisement of a fool, Till an arrow doth split his liver, As a bird hath hastened unto a snare, And hath not known that it is for its life. And now, ye sons, hearken to me, And give attention to sayings of my mouth. Let not thy heart turn unto her ways, Do not wander in her paths, For many are the wounded she caused to fall, And mighty are all her slain ones. The ways of Sheol -- her house, Going down unto inner chambers of death!
Sacrifices of peace-offerings are by me, To-day I have completed my vows. Therefore I have come forth to meet thee, To seek earnestly thy face, and I find thee. With ornamental coverings I decked my couch, Carved works -- cotton of Egypt. I sprinkled my bed -- myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. Come, we are filled with loves till the morning, We delight ourselves in loves. For the man is not in his house, He hath gone on a long journey. A bag of money he hath taken in his hand, At the day of the new moon he cometh to his house.' She turneth him aside with the abundance of her speech, With the flattery of her lips she forceth him. He is going after her straightway, As an ox unto the slaughter he cometh, And as a fetter unto the chastisement of a fool, Till an arrow doth split his liver, As a bird hath hastened unto a snare, And hath not known that it is for its life. And now, ye sons, hearken to me, And give attention to sayings of my mouth. Let not thy heart turn unto her ways, Do not wander in her paths, For many are the wounded she caused to fall, And mighty are all her slain ones. The ways of Sheol -- her house, Going down unto inner chambers of death!
A foolish woman is noisy, Simple, and hath not known what. And she hath sat at the opening of her house, On a throne -- the high places of the city, To call to those passing by the way, Who are going straight on their paths. read more.
Who is simple? let him turn aside hither.' And whoso lacketh heart -- she said to him, 'Stolen waters are sweet, And hidden bread is pleasant.' And he hath not known that Rephaim are there, In deep places of Sheol her invited ones!
Who is simple? let him turn aside hither.' And whoso lacketh heart -- she said to him, 'Stolen waters are sweet, And hidden bread is pleasant.' And he hath not known that Rephaim are there, In deep places of Sheol her invited ones!