Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible




and lo, a messenger of the Lord stood by, and a light shone in the buildings, and having smitten Peter on the side, he raised him up, saying, 'Rise in haste,' and his chains fell from off his hands. The messenger also said to him, 'Gird thyself, and bind on thy sandals;' and he did so; and he saith to him, 'Put thy garment round and be following me;' and having gone forth, he was following him, and he knew not that it is true that which is done through the messenger, and was thinking he saw a vision, read more.
and having passed through a first ward, and a second, they came unto the iron gate that is leading to the city, which of its own accord did open to them, and having gone forth, they went on through one street, and immediately the messenger departed from him. And Peter having come to himself, said, 'Now I have known of a truth that the Lord did sent forth His messenger, and did deliver me out of the hand of Herod, and all the expectation of the people of the Jews;'

And he lieth down and sleepeth under a certain retem-tree, and lo, a messenger cometh against him, and saith to him, 'Rise, eat;'

The chariots of God are myriads, thousands of changes, The Lord is among them, in Sinai, in the sanctuary.

Making His messengers -- the winds, His ministers -- the flaming fire.


and unto the messengers, indeed, He saith, 'Who is making His messengers spirits, and His ministers a flame of fire;'



Bless, O my soul, Jehovah! Jehovah, my God, Thou hast been very great, Honour and majesty Thou hast put on. Covering himself with light as a garment, Stretching out the heavens as a curtain, Who is laying the beam of His upper chambers in the waters, Who is making thick clouds His chariot, Who is walking on wings of wind, read more.
Making His messengers -- the winds, His ministers -- the flaming fire.

and when again He may bring in the first-born to the world, He saith, 'And let them bow before him -- all messengers of God;' and unto the messengers, indeed, He saith, 'Who is making His messengers spirits, and His ministers a flame of fire;'



Bless, O my soul, Jehovah! Jehovah, my God, Thou hast been very great, Honour and majesty Thou hast put on. Covering himself with light as a garment, Stretching out the heavens as a curtain, Who is laying the beam of His upper chambers in the waters, Who is making thick clouds His chariot, Who is walking on wings of wind, read more.
Making His messengers -- the winds, His ministers -- the flaming fire. He hath founded earth on its bases, It is not moved to the age and for ever. The abyss! as with clothing Thou hast covered it, Above hills do waters stand. From Thy rebuke they flee, From the voice of Thy thunder haste away. They go up hills -- they go down valleys, Unto a place Thou hast founded for them. A border Thou hast set, they pass not over, They turn not back to cover the earth. Who is sending forth fountains in valleys, Between hills they go on. They water every beast of the field, Wild asses break their thirst. By them the fowl of the heavens doth dwell, From between the branches They give forth the voice.

the life is more than the nourishment, and the body than the clothing. 'Consider the ravens, that they sow not, nor reap, to which there is no barn nor storehouse, and God doth nourish them; how much better are ye than the fowls?


Making His messengers -- the winds, His ministers -- the flaming fire.


John answered, saying to all, 'I indeed with water do baptise you, but he cometh who is mightier than I, of whom I am not worthy to loose the latchet of his sandals -- he shall baptise you with the Holy Spirit and with fire;

And I said, 'I do not mention Him, Nor do I speak any more in His name,' And it hath been in my heart As a burning fire shut up in my bones, And I have been weary of containing, And I am not able.


Making His messengers -- the winds, His ministers -- the flaming fire.

and unto the messengers, indeed, He saith, 'Who is making His messengers spirits, and His ministers a flame of fire;'


Bless, O my soul, Jehovah! Jehovah, my God, Thou hast been very great, Honour and majesty Thou hast put on. Covering himself with light as a garment, Stretching out the heavens as a curtain, Who is laying the beam of His upper chambers in the waters, Who is making thick clouds His chariot, Who is walking on wings of wind, read more.
Making His messengers -- the winds, His ministers -- the flaming fire. He hath founded earth on its bases, It is not moved to the age and for ever. The abyss! as with clothing Thou hast covered it, Above hills do waters stand. From Thy rebuke they flee, From the voice of Thy thunder haste away. They go up hills -- they go down valleys, Unto a place Thou hast founded for them. A border Thou hast set, they pass not over, They turn not back to cover the earth. Who is sending forth fountains in valleys, Between hills they go on. They water every beast of the field, Wild asses break their thirst. By them the fowl of the heavens doth dwell, From between the branches They give forth the voice. Watering hills from His upper chambers, From the fruit of Thy works is the earth satisfied.