Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible




“Don’t call me Naomi. Call me Mara,” she answered, “for the Almighty has made me very bitter.

Surely the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me;
my spirit drinks their poison.
God’s terrors are arrayed against me.

I was at ease, but He shattered me;
He seized me by the scruff of the neck
and smashed me to pieces.
He set me up as His target;

You lured us into a trap;
You placed burdens on our backs.

For we are consumed by Your anger;
we are terrified by Your wrath.

I eat ashes like bread and mingle my drinks with tears because of Your indignation and wrath; for You have picked me up and thrown me aside.

“Son of man, I am about to take the delight of your eyes away from you with a fatal blow. But you must not lament or weep or let your tears flow.



“Don’t call me Naomi. Call me Mara,” she answered, “for the Almighty has made me very bitter.

Surely the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me;
my spirit drinks their poison.
God’s terrors are arrayed against me.

I was at ease, but He shattered me;
He seized me by the scruff of the neck
and smashed me to pieces.
He set me up as His target;

You lured us into a trap;
You placed burdens on our backs.

For we are consumed by Your anger;
we are terrified by Your wrath.

I eat ashes like bread and mingle my drinks with tears because of Your indignation and wrath; for You have picked me up and thrown me aside.

“Son of man, I am about to take the delight of your eyes away from you with a fatal blow. But you must not lament or weep or let your tears flow.


I eat ashes like bread and mingle my drinks with tears because of Your indignation and wrath; for You have picked me up and thrown me aside.

If his sons forsake My instruction and do not live by My ordinances, if they dishonor My statutes and do not keep My commandments, then I will call their rebellion to account with the rod, their sin with blows.

For we are consumed by Your anger; we are terrified by Your wrath. You have set our unjust ways before You, our secret sins in the light of Your presence. For all our days ebb away under Your wrath; we end our years like a sigh.

Lord our God, You answered them.
You were a forgiving God to them,
an avenger of their sinful actions.


You fed them the bread of tears
and gave them a full measure
of tears to drink.

At that, Jesus said to Peter, “Sheathe your sword! Am I not to drink the cup the Father has given Me?”


Therefore His people turn to them
and drink in their overflowing words.

But Jesus answered, “You don’t know what you’re asking. Are you able to drink the cup that I am about to drink?”

“We are able,” they said to Him.

I eat ashes like bread
and mingle my drinks with tears


You fed them the bread of tears
and gave them a full measure
of tears to drink.

At that, Jesus said to Peter, “Sheathe your sword! Am I not to drink the cup the Father has given Me?”


Therefore His people turn to them
and drink in their overflowing words.

But Jesus answered, “You don’t know what you’re asking. Are you able to drink the cup that I am about to drink?”

“We are able,” they said to Him.

I eat ashes like bread
and mingle my drinks with tears


You fed them the bread of tears
and gave them a full measure
of tears to drink.


I am weary from my groaning;
with my tears I dampen my pillow
and drench my bed every night.

My lyre is used for mourning
and my flute for the sound of weeping.


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I eat ashes like bread
and mingle my drinks with tears

My face has grown red with weeping,
and darkness covers my eyes,

“Hear my prayer, Lord,
and listen to my cry for help;
do not be silent at my tears.
For I am a foreigner residing with You,
a temporary resident like all my fathers.

My tears have been my food day and night,
while all day long people say to me,
“Where is your God?”



“Don’t call me Naomi. Call me Mara,” she answered, “for the Almighty has made me very bitter.

Surely the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me;
my spirit drinks their poison.
God’s terrors are arrayed against me.

I was at ease, but He shattered me;
He seized me by the scruff of the neck
and smashed me to pieces.
He set me up as His target;

You lured us into a trap;
You placed burdens on our backs.

For we are consumed by Your anger;
we are terrified by Your wrath.

I eat ashes like bread and mingle my drinks with tears because of Your indignation and wrath; for You have picked me up and thrown me aside.

“Son of man, I am about to take the delight of your eyes away from you with a fatal blow. But you must not lament or weep or let your tears flow.


You fed them the bread of tears
and gave them a full measure
of tears to drink.

At that, Jesus said to Peter, “Sheathe your sword! Am I not to drink the cup the Father has given Me?”


Therefore His people turn to them
and drink in their overflowing words.

But Jesus answered, “You don’t know what you’re asking. Are you able to drink the cup that I am about to drink?”

“We are able,” they said to Him.

I eat ashes like bread
and mingle my drinks with tears