Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



For they persecute the one You struck
and talk about the pain of those You wounded.

For he did not think to show kindness,
but pursued the afflicted, poor, and brokenhearted
in order to put them to death.


For they persecute the one You struck
and talk about the pain of those You wounded.

For he did not think to show kindness,
but pursued the afflicted, poor, and brokenhearted
in order to put them to death.


I was a stranger
and you didn’t take Me in;
I was naked
and you didn’t clothe Me,
sick and in prison
and you didn’t take care of Me.’

For he did not think to show kindness,
but pursued the afflicted, poor, and brokenhearted
in order to put them to death.



You have not strengthened the weak, healed the sick, bandaged the injured, brought back the strays, or sought the lost. Instead, you have ruled them with violence and cruelty.

I am about to raise up a shepherd in the land who will not care for those who are going astray, and he will not seek the lost or heal the broken. He will not sustain the healthy, but he will devour the flesh of the fat sheep and tear off their hooves.

But a poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores, was left at his gate. He longed to be filled with what fell from the rich man's table, but instead the dogs would come and lick his sores.


I was a stranger
and you didn’t take Me in;
I was naked
and you didn’t clothe Me,
sick and in prison
and you didn’t take care of Me.’

For he did not think to show kindness,
but pursued the afflicted, poor, and brokenhearted
in order to put them to death.



You have not strengthened the weak, healed the sick, bandaged the injured, brought back the strays, or sought the lost. Instead, you have ruled them with violence and cruelty.

I am about to raise up a shepherd in the land who will not care for those who are going astray, and he will not seek the lost or heal the broken. He will not sustain the healthy, but he will devour the flesh of the fat sheep and tear off their hooves.

But a poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores, was left at his gate. He longed to be filled with what fell from the rich man's table, but instead the dogs would come and lick his sores.