Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



For, in the law of Moses, it is written - Thou shalt not muzzle an ox when it is treading out the corn: - Is it, for the oxen, God is caring?




I, therefore, behold me! establishing my covenant with you, - and with your seed after you; and with every living soul that is with you, of birds, of tame-beasts and of all wild-beasts of the earth that are with you, - of all coming forth out of the ark, even to all wild-beasts of the earth;

Who prepareth for the Raven his nourishment, - when his young ones - unto GOD - cry out, when they wander for lack of food?

Thy righteousness, is like mighty mountains, and, thy just decrees, are a great resounding deep, - Man and beast, thou savest, O Yahweh!

They give drink, to every wild beast of the field, The wild asses do break their thirst.

The young lions, roaring for prey, And seeking, from GOD, their food.


And was not, I, to spare Nineveh, the great city, - wherein are more than twelve times ten thousand human beings, who cannot discern between their right hand and their left, besides much cattle?


Are not, five sparrows, sold for two farthings? and, not one from among them, hath been forgotten before God.


They give drink, to every wild beast of the field, The wild asses do break their thirst.

Lo! as wild asses in the wilderness, they go forth with their work, eager seekers for prey, the waste plain, yieldeth them food for their young;

A wild ass, taught of the desert, In the desire of her soul, she snuffeth the wind, In her occasion, who can turn her back? None who seek her, will weary themselves, In her month, they shall find her!

Doth the wild ass bray over grass? Or loweth the ox over his fodder?

Who hath sent forth the Wild Ass free? And, the bands of the swift-runner, who hath loosed?

For the palace, is abandoned, the tumult of the city, hath ceased - Hill and watch-tower, serve as caves, unto times age-abiding, The joy of wild-asses, The pasture of flocks: -

Yea, wild asses stand still on the bare heights, They pant for air like jackals, - Dimmed are their eyes Because there is no grass.

For, they, have gone up to Assyria, A wild ass going alone for himself, is Ephraim! They have hired lovers!


Who hast sent forth springs, through the torrent-beds, Between the mountains, they flow along; They give drink, to every wild beast of the field, The wild asses do break their thirst.


Thy righteousness, is like mighty mountains, and, thy just decrees, are a great resounding deep, - Man and beast, thou savest, O Yahweh!

Who hast sent forth springs, through the torrent-beds, Between the mountains, they flow along; They give drink, to every wild beast of the field, The wild asses do break their thirst.



Bless, O my soul, Yahweh, - Yahweh, my God, thou art exceedingly great, With honour and majesty, hast thou clothed thyself, Putting on light, as a robe, Stretching out the heavens, as a curtain; Building, in the waters, his upper chambers, - Who maketh clouds his chariot, Who passeth along on the wings of the wind; read more.
Making His messengers, winds, His attendants, a flaming fire; He hath fixed the earth on its foundations, It is not to be shaken, to times age-abiding and beyond. With the resounding deep - as a garment, hast thou covered it, Above the mountains, stand the waters; At thy rebuke, they flee, At the voice of thy thunder, they hurry away; Mountains rise, Valleys sink, Unto the place which thou hast fixed for them; Bounds, hast thou set, which they are not to pass over, They are not to return to cover the earth. Who hast sent forth springs, through the torrent-beds, Between the mountains, they flow along; They give drink, to every wild beast of the field, The wild asses do break their thirst. Over them, the bird of the heavens settleth down, From amidst the foliage, they utter a voice.

For, the life, is more, than the food, and, the body, than, the clothing. Consider well the ravens - That they sow nor, neither do they reap, which have neither chamber nor barn, - and, God, feedeth, them! By how much do, ye, excel, the birds?


They give drink, to every wild beast of the field, The wild asses do break their thirst.


Bless, O my soul, Yahweh, - Yahweh, my God, thou art exceedingly great, With honour and majesty, hast thou clothed thyself, Putting on light, as a robe, Stretching out the heavens, as a curtain; Building, in the waters, his upper chambers, - Who maketh clouds his chariot, Who passeth along on the wings of the wind; read more.
Making His messengers, winds, His attendants, a flaming fire; He hath fixed the earth on its foundations, It is not to be shaken, to times age-abiding and beyond. With the resounding deep - as a garment, hast thou covered it, Above the mountains, stand the waters; At thy rebuke, they flee, At the voice of thy thunder, they hurry away; Mountains rise, Valleys sink, Unto the place which thou hast fixed for them; Bounds, hast thou set, which they are not to pass over, They are not to return to cover the earth. Who hast sent forth springs, through the torrent-beds, Between the mountains, they flow along; They give drink, to every wild beast of the field, The wild asses do break their thirst. Over them, the bird of the heavens settleth down, From amidst the foliage, they utter a voice. Who watereth the mountains out of his upper chambers, Out of the fruit of thy works, thou satisfiest the earth.