Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



they have drunk wine, and have praised the gods of gold, and of silver, of brass, of iron, of wood, and of stone.

ye do not make with Me gods of silver, even gods of gold ye do not make to yourselves.

Their idols are silver and gold, work of man's hands,


In that day doth man cast his idols of silver, And his idols of gold, That they have made for him to worship, To moles, and to bats,

and all the people themselves break off the rings of gold which are in their ears, and bring in unto Aaron, and he receiveth from their hand, and doth fashion it with a graving tool, and doth make it a molten calf, and they say, 'These thy gods, O Israel, who brought thee up out of the land of Egypt.'

Their idols are silver and gold, work of man's hands, A mouth they have, and they speak not, Eyes they have, and they see not, Ears they have, and they hear not, A nose they have, and they smell not, read more.
Their hands, but they handle not, Their feet, and they walk not;

The idols of the nations are silver and gold, Work of the hands of man. A mouth they have, and they speak not, Eyes they have, and they see not, Ears they have, and they give not ear, Nose -- there is no breath in their mouth!

And ye have defiled the covering of Thy graven images of silver, And the ephod of thy molten image of gold, Thou scatterest them as a sickening thing, 'Go out,' thou sayest to it.

For in that day despise doth each His idols of silver, and his idols of gold, That your hands made to you -- a sin.

They have made kings, and not by Me, They have made princes, and I have not known, Their silver and their gold they have made to them idols, So that they are cut off.


and ye see their abominations, and their idols, wood and stone, silver and gold, which are with them,

Their idols are silver and gold, work of man's hands,

And its remnant for a god he hath made -- For his graven image, He falleth down to it, and worshippeth, And prayeth unto it, and he saith, 'Deliver me, for my god thou art.'


And none doth turn it back unto his heart, Nor hath knowledge nor understanding to say, 'Half of it I have burned in the fire, Yea, also, I have baked bread over its coals, I roast flesh and I eat, And its remnant for an abomination I make, To the stock of a tree I fall down.'

Their idols are silver and gold, work of man's hands, A mouth they have, and they speak not, Eyes they have, and they see not, Ears they have, and they hear not, A nose they have, and they smell not, read more.
Their hands, but they handle not, Their feet, and they walk not; Nor do they mutter through their throat, Like them are their makers, Every one who is trusting in them.

For the statutes of the peoples are vanity, For a tree from a forest hath one cut, Work of the hands of an artificer, with an axe,


For all the gods of the peoples are nought, And Jehovah made the heavens.

And he saith, 'Remiss -- ye are remiss, therefore ye are saying, Let us go, let us sacrifice to Jehovah;

And our God is in the heavens, All that He hath pleased He hath done. Their idols are silver and gold, work of man's hands,


In that day doth man cast his idols of silver, And his idols of gold, That they have made for him to worship, To moles, and to bats,

Their idols are silver and gold, work of man's hands,

And ye have defiled the covering of Thy graven images of silver, And the ephod of thy molten image of gold, Thou scatterest them as a sickening thing, 'Go out,' thou sayest to it.


What profit hath a graven image given That its former hath graven it? A molten image and teacher of falsehood, That trusted hath the former on his own formation -- to make dumb idols? Woe to him who is saying to wood, 'Awake,' 'Stir up,' to a dumb stone, It a teacher! lo, it is overlaid -- gold and silver, And there is no spirit in its midst.

Their idols are silver and gold, work of man's hands, A mouth they have, and they speak not, Eyes they have, and they see not, Ears they have, and they hear not, A nose they have, and they smell not, read more.
Their hands, but they handle not, Their feet, and they walk not; Nor do they mutter through their throat, Like them are their makers, Every one who is trusting in them.

Removed backward -- utterly ashamed, Are those trusting in a graven image, Those saying to a molten image, 'Ye are our gods.'

The idols of the nations are silver and gold, Work of the hands of man. A mouth they have, and they speak not, Eyes they have, and they see not, Ears they have, and they give not ear, Nose -- there is no breath in their mouth! read more.
Like them are their makers, Every one who is trusting in them.


Their idols are silver and gold, work of man's hands,



Their idols are silver and gold, work of man's hands,